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THE  BENSON  LIBRARY  OF  HYMNOLOGY 

Endowed  by  the  Reverend 

Louis  Fitzgerald  Benson,  d.d. 


LIBRARY  OF  THE  THEOLOGICAX  SEMINARY 
PRINCETON,   NEW  JERSEY 


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PSALMS,  HYMNS, 

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S  P  IRI  TUAL    SONGS, 

OF    THE 

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REV.  ISAAC    WATTS,  D.  D. 


TO    WHICH    ARE    ADDED, 

SELECT    HYMNS, 

FROM    OTHER    AUTHORS; 
AND 

DIRECTIONS   FOR  MUSICAL   EXPRESSION. 

BY 

SAMUEL  WORCESTER,  D.  D. 

Late  Pastor  of  the  Tabernacle  Church,  Salem,  Mass. 


NEW   EDITION. 

THE  SELECTfON  ENLARGED,  AND  THE  INDEXES  GREATLY 
IMPROVED. 

BY 

SAMUEL  M.  WORCESTER,  A.  M. 

Professor  of  Rhetoric  in  Amherst  College,  Mass. 


All  Ihingimust  be  fulfilled  which  are  written  in  the—  PSALMS  concerning  me LUKE  xtJt.  44. 

And  they  lung  a  new  »ong,  aaying,  Thou  an  worth  v,  ic.  lor  thou  wast  slain,  and  hast  redeemed 
n»,  4c REV.  t.9. 


BOSTON: 

PUBLISHED  BY   CROCKER   £    BREWSTER. 
47  Washington   Street, 

1847, 


Entered  according  to  Act  of  Congress,  in  the  year  1834, 

By  Zervia  Worcester, 

In  the  Clerk's  Office  of  the  District  Court  of  Massachusetts. 


KEY  OF  EXPRESSION. 


a— Very  slow, 
e — Slow. 

a— Very  soft. 
e— Soft. 

p— Slow  and  soft, 
g— Slow  and  loud. 


o— Quick. 

u — Very  quick. 

o— Loud. 

u — Very  loud. 

b— Quick  and  soft, 
s—  Quick  and  loud. 
d—  Variously  distinctive. 


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PREFACE 


Among  the  eminent  public  services  of  the  late  Dr.  Worcester,  his  labors  to  im- 
prove the  influence  of  our  "psalms,  hymns,  and  spiritual  songs,"  were  not  the 
least  in  importance.  His  "  Christian  Psalmody,"  first  published  in  1815,  waa 
yery  favourably  received  ;  although  it  was  obliged  to  contend  with  serious  ob- 
jections from  those  who  prefer  to  have  Watts  unabridged  and  unaltered. 

The  "  Selection  of  Hymns  from  other  Authors  "  was  evidently  made  with  his 
characteristic  discrimination  of  judgment  and  refinement  of  taste.  The  "  Key 
of  Expression  "  gave  the  whole  work  a  peculiarity  and  a  value,  which  have  been 
justly  appreciated. 

So  strong,  however,  was  the  predilection  of  the  community  for  Watts  entire, 
that  Dr.  Worcester  was  induced  to  edit  the  work,  which  has  since  been  exten- 
sively known  as  "  Watts  and  Select  Hymns."  To  this  work  a  liberal  patronage 
has  been  afforded.  It  has  been  introduced  into  very  many  of  our  churches,  and 
holds  a  high  place  in  public  estimation.  Spurious  editions  of  it  having  lately  ap- 
peared, and  the  materials  for  an  improved  selection  of  hymns  having  greatly  in- 
creased, a  new  edition  has  been  strongly  urged  by  many  gentlemen,  whose 
judgment  is  entitled  to  respectful  consideration. 

A  new  edition  of  "  Watts  and  Select  Hymns  "  is  therefore  now  offered  to  the 
public.  The  Selection  has  been  enlarged  by  the  addition  of  240  hymns  and  30 
"  Occasional  Pieces."  The  whole  number  of  "  Select  Hymns  "  is  now  474. 
The  hymns  selected  by  the  present  Editor  are  numbered  in  continuation  of 
those  in  the  former  editions,  and  commence  with  "  Hymn  237,"  p.  655.  For  the 
convenience  of  the  numerous  churches  in  which  the  former  editions  are  used,  it 
has  been  thought  best  to  add  the  new  hymns,  rather  than  destroy  the  existing 
arrangement,  by  making  a  classification  of  the  whole.  If  such  a  classification 
had  been  made,  it  is  obvious  that  the  new  edition  could  not  be  used  in  connection 
with  any  of  the  previous  editions. 

The  evil  which  arises  from  the  heterogeneous  arrangement  of  the  Psalms  and 
Hymns  in  all  the  common  editions  of  Watts,  has  long  been  very  seriously  felt. 
To  diminish  it  as  much  as  possible,  without  making  a  new  book, — very  special 
attention  has  now  been  given  to  the  "Index  of  Subjects."  The  Editor  will  be 
much  disappointed,  if  it  shall  not  appear  that  he  has  greatly  improved  the  work 
in  tin-  particular.  The  references  throughout  are  made  to  pages,  and  will  bear 
examination  in  respect  to  general  accuracy  and  precision.  There  is  also  but  one 
"  Table  of  First  Lines  ; "  and  each  line  is  referred  to  the  page  upon  which  the 
corresponding  psalm  or  hymn  may  be  found. 

In  enlarging  the  Selection,  the  Editor  has  aimed  to  increase  the  variety  of  good 
hymns,  which  are  more  directly  suited  to  the  circumstances  of  the  times,  and 
are  also  likely  to  be  of  permanent  value.  It  was,  however,  impossible  for  him 
to  obtain  hymns  of  high  character,  for  all  the  special  occasions,  which  the  diversi- 
fied movements  of  the  age  have  called  into  existence.  He  has  endeavoured  to 
pass  by  productions  which  are  merely  ephemeral ;  so  that  the  new  Select  Hymns 
may  more  nearly  correspond  with  those,  which  have  received  the  seal  of  public 
approbation.  High  authority  could  be  given  to  confirm  his  decision,  in  regard  to 
almost  every  hymn,  which  has  been  added.  Want  of  room  compelled  him  to 
omit  many  hymns,  which  otherwise  would  have  had  a  place  in  the  Selection. — 
This  edition  will  be  found  to  be  specially  enriched  with  hymns,  which  relate  to  the  life 
and  glory  of  Christ, — the  alarming  condition  of  the  unconverted, — the  feelings  of  the 
convicted  and  the  penitent,— Uie  diversities  of  Christian  experience, — the  benevolent 
operations  of  the  church, — the  institutions  and  ordinances  of  the  gospel, — to  times  and 
seasons, — more  particularly,  the  solemn  periods  of  sickness  and  death,  eternity  and 
judgment. 

Very  seldom  has  the  Editor  allowed  himself  to  make  any  alteration  in  the 


4  PREFACE. 

phraseology  of  the  hymns.  In  almost  every  instance  of  material  change,  an 
intimation  is  given  of  the  fact— as  on  p.  676. 

The  designation  of  tunes,  and  the  application  of  the  "  Key  of  Expression  "  to 
the  new  Select  Hymns,  have,  with  a  few  exceptions,  been  made  by  an  experi- 
enced teacher  of  sacred  music. 

For  the  information  of  those  who  are  not  acquainted  with  "  Christian  Psalm- 
ody," it  may  not  be  irrelevant  to  state  that  the  psalms  and  hymns  of  Watts, 
which  are  enclosed  in  brackets,  are  so  marked,  to  indicate  that  they  were,  for 
some  reason,  omitted  in  that  work. 

In  regard  to  other  points  worthy  of  consideration,  the  Editor  avails  himself  of 
the  Preface  to  the  former  editions. 

"The  effect  of  public  psalmody  is  often  exceedingly  marred  by  a  psalm  or 
hymn  being  sung  to  an  ill-adapted  tune.  The  leaders  of  singing  choirs  are  not 
always  persons  of  good  taste  and  judgment ;  and  the  best  qualified  leader  can- 
not always,  at  the  moment,  so  fully  possess  himself  of  the  sentiments  of  the  por- 
tion given  out,  as  immediately  to  recur  to  a  tune  well  suited  to  express  them. 
It  might,  therefore,  it  was  thought,  be  highly  useful  to  sit  down  at  leisure,  and 
refer  each  psalm  and  hymn,  not  merely  to  a  proper  key,  but  to  a  suitable  tune. 

"The  grand  defect  of  our  public  psalmody,  in  general,  is  the  want  of  proper 
expression.  Should  a  preacher  deliver  a  sermon  in  an  unanimated,  monotonous 
manner,  not  varying  the  movement,  or  quantity,  or  tone  of  voice,  nor  even  ob- 
serving the  pauses — be  his  sermon  ever  so  good,  or  his  pronunciation  ever  so 
exact — his  hearers  might  sleep,  and  his  labor  be  lost.  So  the  best  psalm  may 
be  sung  to  the  best  tune,  and  every  note,  in  the  several  parts,  be  sounded  with 
the  utmost  exactness,  and  yet  the  performance  have  little  interest  or  effect. 
That  performance  of  psalmody,  and  that  only,  is  entitled  to  be  called  good,  in 
which  the  movement,  quantity,  and  tone  of  voice,  are  well  adapted  to  the  general 
subject,  and  so  varied  as  justly  to  express  the  different  thoughts,  sentiments, 
and  passions.  This,  it  is  confessed,  is  an  attainment  of  no  small  difficulty ;  and 
requires  no  ordinary  degree  of  judgment  and  taste,  attention  and  practice.  Its 
importance,  however,  demands  that  every  thing  which  can  be  done  in  aid  of  it, 
should  be  done.  To  assist  singers  extensively,  in  this  essential,  but  neglected 
part  of  good  psalmody,  no  method  appeared  more  eligible,  than  that  of  so  marking 
the  psalms  and  hymns  by  means  of  certain  symbols,  as  to  indicate,  as  correctly 
as  possible,  the  requisite  variations  of  movement,  quantity,  and  tone  of  voice." 

"  In  assigning  particular  tunes  for  the  several  psalms  and  hymns,  regard  has  been 
had,  not  merely  to  the  different  key,  but  also  to  the  peculiar  air  and  character 
of  each  tune,  and  its  appropriate  adaptation  to  the  psalm  or  hymn  for  which  it 
is  assigned.  If,  therefore,  in  any  instance,  the  leader  of  the  choir,  for  some  par 
ticular  reason,  think  it  not  best  to  sing  the  tune,  or  either  of  the  tunes  referred  to ; 
still  the  reference  may  be  of  use,  as  a  direction  to  the  sort  of  tune  suitable  to  be 
chosen. 

"  Of  the  several  parts  of  this  undertaking,  that  of  marking  the  psalms  and  hymns 
with  reference  to  expression,  was  not  the  least  difficult.  To  indicate,  indeed,  all 
the  variations,  which  a  skilful  and  well-practised  performer  would  observe, 
were  impracticable  ;  to  designate  some  of  the  principal  of  them  only,  is  what  has 
been  attempted.  The  method  adopted  for  this  purpose  is  simple,  and  easy  to  be 
understood. 

"  The  movement  is  divided  into  rive  degrees,  which  are  supposed  to  be  indicated 
by  five  vowels,  in  Roman  letter  :  viz.  a— very  slow  ;  e— slow  ;  i— common  ;  o— 
quick;  u— very  quick :  but  in  the  actual  marking,  the  i  is  omitted;  as  it  was 
deemed  unnecessary  for  passages  requiring  only  the  common  movement  to  be 
marked. — The  quantity  of  voice  is  also  divided  into  five  degrees,  which,  in  like 
manner,  are  indicated  by  the  same  vowels  in  Italic  letter:  viz.  a— very  soft; 
e— soft ;  i— common,  but  omitted  in  the  marking;  o— loud  ;  u— very  loud. 

"  In  some  passages,  a  variation  is  required  both  of  movement  and  quantity. 
The  Pathetic  in  general,  and  some  other  kinds  of  sentiment,  require  the  slow  and 
soft ;  this  expression  is  denoted  by  the  letter  p.  The  Grand  requires  the  slow  and 
loud  ;  this  expression  is  denoted  by  the  letter  g.  The  Beautiful  requires  the  quick 
and  soft ;  this  expression  is  denoted  by  the  letter  b.  The  Spirited  requires  the 
quick  and  loud  ;  this  expression  is  denoted  by  the  letter  s. 


PREFACE.  5 

"  Some  passages  require  not  any  considerable  change  from  the  common,  either 
in  movement  or  quantity ;  but  either  a  peculiar  distinctness  of  utterance,  or  some 
peculiar  distinction  in  the  tone  or  modulation  of  voice.  This  expression,  or 
rather  these  varieties  of  expression,  are  denoted  by  the  letter  d.  This  symbol  is, 
indeed,  not  so  much  to  indicate  the  particular  manner  of  performance,  as  to 
arrest  attention,  and  notify  that  some  peculiar  manner  is  required.  Where  it  is 
applied,  however,  whether  to  passages  marked  as  quotations,  or  to  such  as  ex- 
press abhorrence,  scorn,  indignation,  or  any  other  passion  or  feeling,  the  ju- 
dicious performer  will,  in  general,  readily  perceive  the  requisite  expression. 

"If  a  psalm  or  hymn  begins  without  any  symbol  of  expression,  it  is  to  be  con- 
sidered as  common,  until  some  symbol  is  applied.  When  any  symbol  is  applied, 
that  is  to  be  considered  as  being  continued,  until  some  other  occurs.  1  he  short 
dash  (— )  after  any  other  symbol,  denotes  the  passage  to  be  in  all  respect3 
common. 

"  The  general  character  of  each  psalm  or  hymn,  as  before  intimated,  is  intended 
to  be  designated  by  the  tune,  or  tunes,  to  which  it  is  referred  ;  and  in  applying 
the  symbols  of  expression,  each  passage  of  the  psalm  or  hymn  has  been  consid- 
ered relatively  to  the  prevailing  character  of  the  whole,  and  to  the  bearings 
of  the  several  passages.  Hence,  some  passages  are  marked  differently  from 
what  they  would  have  been,  had  the  psalm  or  hymn  to  which  they  belong, 
been  of  a  different  prevailing  character,  or  the  passages  with  which  they  stand 
connected,  required  different  kinds  of  expression. 

"  In  the  Punctuation,  regard  has  been  had  to  musical  expression.  In  some 
instances,  therefore,  different  points  or  pauses  are  inserted,  from  what  would 
have  been  used,  had  the  grammatical  construction,  only,  been  regarded.  The 
dash  is  intended  to  denote  an  expressive  suspension.  In  order  to  good  expression, 
a  distinct  and  judicious  observance  of  the  pauses,  is  absolutely  necessary. 

"  In  reference  to  persons,  the  relative  who  is  preferred  to  that,  because  it  is 
better  for  musical  sound.  For  the  same  reason,  in  reference  to  things,  that  is 
preferred  to  which." 

"  It  only  remains  for  the  Compiler  and  Editor  humbly  to  commend  the  work, 
in  its  several  parts  and  forms,  to  the  candour  of  the  religious  public — with  the 
devout  hope,  that  it  will  promote  their  improvement  and  delight  in  the  high  praises 
of  GOD  ;  and  above  all,  to  the  favour  of  HIM,  who  is  *  fearful  in  praises,'  and 
whose  approbation  is  the  highest  meed — with  the  fervent  prayer,  that,  under  his 
gracious  blessing,  it  may  contribute  to  the  advancement  of  his  great  salvation, 
and  to  the  glory  of  his  adorable  NAME." 

To  these  sentiments  of  a  revered  and  beloved  parent,  I  would  humbly  and  cor- 
dially subscribe. 


SAMUEL  M.  WORCESTER. 


Inherit  College,  Jan.  20,  1834. 
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A   TABLE, 

TO    FIND    ANY    PSALM    OR    HYMN    BY    THE    F1KST    LINE. 


Page. 

ACCORDING  to  thy 664 

A  charge  to  keep  I  have 70.5 

Adore  and  tremble 311 

Alas!  and  did  my 379 

Alas!  what  hourly 542 

All  glory  to  the 493 

All  hail  the  power 521 

All  mortal  vanities 304 

All  ye  who  feel 689 

All  ve  who  love  the 287 

Almighty  Ruler 63 

Although  the  vine 565 

Am  I  a  soldier 563 

Amidst  thy  wrath 110 

Among  th'  assemblies 174 

Among  the  princes 179 

And  are  we  wretches 438 

And  is  the  gospel 513 

And  let  this  feeble 644 

And  must  this  body 441 

And  now  the  scales 423 

And  will  the  God  of. 174 

And  will  the  great 594 

Angels!  from  the  realms 658 

Angels,  roll  the  rock 520 

Are  all  the  foes  of  Zion 135 

Are  sinners  now  so 70 

Arise,  my  gracious  God 75 

Arise,  my  soul 424 

#        Arm  of  the  Lord 618 

As  birds  their  infant 616 

Asleep  in  Jesus,  blessed 759 

As  new-born  babes 365 

Assembled  at  thy  great 734 

At  every  motion  of  our 678 

Attend,  my  soul 507 

Attend,  while  God's 451 

At  thy  command 486 

Awake,  and  sing 571 

Awake,  awake,  each 681 

Awake,  my  heart 302 

Awake,  my  soul 630 

Awake,  our  souls! 312 

Awake,  ye  saints 640 

Awake,  ye  saints,  to 262 

Away  from  every 448 

BACKWARD,  with 318 

Begin,  my  tongue, 415 

Behold,  how  sin ners 358 

Behold,  the  blind 454 

Behold  the  glories 291 

Behold ,  the  crace 292 

Behold,  the  lofty  sky 79 

Behold  the  love 105 

Behold  the  man  !  how 662 

Behold  the  morning 80 

Behold  the  potter 351 

Behold  the  rose 324 

Behold  the  Saviour  at 684 

B<  hold  thf  sure 230 

Behold  the  woman's 454 


Pag*. 

Behold  the  wretch 354 

Behold  thy  waiting 241 

Behold!  what  wondrous 322 

Behold,  where  in  a  mortal 669 

Being  of  beings,  God  of. 692 

Beneath  our  feet,  and  o'er 760 

Bestow,  dear  Lord ,  upon 608 

Bless,  O  my  soul,  the  living 206 

Blessed  are  the  sons 568 

Bless'd  be  the  everlasting 305 

Bless'd  be  the  Father 491 

Bless'd  morning,  whose 418 

Bless'd  with  the  joys 450 

Blest  are  the  humble 344 

Blest  are  the  sons 260 

Blest  are  the  souls 182 

Blest  are  the  undenTd 234 

Blest  be  the  tie  that 627 

Blest  Comforter,  divine 673 

Blest  is  the  man 98 

Blest  is  the  man  whose 115 

Blest  is  the  man  who 51 

Blest  is  the  nation 100 

Blood  has  a  voice 445 

Blow  ye  the  trumpet 588 

Bread  of  heaven  !  on 740 

Bread  of  the  world  ! 740 

Brightest  and  best  of 659 

Bright  King  of  Glory 404 

Broad  is  the  road 465 

Buried  in  shadows  of 342 

But  few  among  the 341 

By  thy  spirit,  Lord, 706 

By  whom  was  David 552 

CAN  creatures  to  perfection 473 

Can  sinners  hope  for 678 

Children  in  vears 102 

Children  of  God,  awake  ! 735 

Children  of  the  heavenly 702 

Christ  and  his  cross 353 

Come,  all  harmonious 42L. 

Come,  children,  learn 104 

Come,  condescending 628 

Come,  dearest  Lord 360 

Come,  every  pious  heart 666 

Come,  gracious  Spirit 673 

Come,  happy  souls 437 

Come  hither,  all  ve 357 

Come,  Holy  Ghost,  descend 738 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  come 527 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly 394 

Come,  humble  sinner 529 

Come  in,  thou  blessed 741 

Come,  let  our  sonirs 743 

Come,  let  our  voices  join 196 

Cume,  let  us  anew 749 

Come,  let  us  join  a 478 

Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful 321 

Come,  lei  ns  join  <n:r  souls 71(1 

Come,  l(  i  H8  lift  our  joyful 410 

let  us  lift  our  voices 4s/ 


TABLE  FOR  THE  PSALMS  AND  HYMNS. 


Page. 

Come  on,  ray  partners 719 

Come,  sound  his  praise  abroad;...  195 

Come,  thou  Almighty 574 

Come,  thou  condescending 628 

Come,  thou  Fount 556 

Come,  thou  long-expected  Jesus...  602 
Come  to  Calvary's  holy  mountain..  639 

Come,  tune,  ye  saints 519 

Come,  we  that  love  the  Lord 391 

Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  wretch.  686 

Come,  ye  weary  sinners 688 

Come,  ye  weary  souls 577 

Command  thy  blessing 737 

Consider  all  my  sorrows 243 

DARK  was  the  night  and 661 

Daughter  of  Zion,  awake  from  thy.  770 
Daughter  of  Zion,  from  the  dust...  727 

Daughters  of  Zion,  come 327 

David  rejoiced  in  God 84 

Day  of  judgment,  day  of  wonders  1  653 

Dear  as  thou  wert,  and 757 

Dearest  of  all  the  names 460 

Dear  Jesus,  when,  when  shall  it  be  541 
Dear  Lord,  and  shall  thy  Spirit. ...  531 
Dear  Lord,  behold  our  sore  distress  468 

Dear  Saviour,  we  are  thine 699 

Death  cannot  make  our  souls  afraid  403 
Death  may  dissolve  my  body  now.  306 

Death,  'tis  a  melancholy  day 404 

Deceived  by  subtle  snares  of  hell..  346 
Deep  in  our  hearts  let  us  record. . .  155 

Deep  in  the  dust 355 

Descend  from  heaven 387 

Did  Christ  o'er  sinners 660 

Descend,  Holy  Spirit 540 

Didst  thou,  dear  Jesus 550 

Dismiss  us  with  thy 587 

Do  we  not  know  that 354 

Down  headlong  from 433 

Dread  Sovereign,  let  my 378 

EARLY,  my  God,  without 143 

Earthly  joys  no  longer 704 

Encompassed  with  clouds 538 

Ere  the  blue  heavens 993 

Eternal  God,  enthroned 849 

Eternal  Lord,  from  land 733 

Eternal  source  of  every 593 

Eternal  Sovereign  of 461 

Eternal  Spirit,  God  of 673 

Eternal  Spirit,  we  confess 453 

Eternal  Wisdom,  thee 506 

Exalt  the  Lord  our  God 201 

Exert  thy  power,  thy 619 

FAITH  adds  new  charms 701 

Faith  is  the  brightest 353 

Faith,  'tis  a  precious 532 

Far  as  thy  name  is 123 

Far  from  my  thoughts 382 

Far  from  the  world 745 

Far  from  these  narrow 751 

Father,  how  wide  thy 523 

Father,  I  bless  thy 246 

Father,  I  long,  I  faint 415 

Father,  I  sing  thy 155 

Father  of  all,  we  bow 589 

Father  of  men,  thy  care 629 

Father  of  mercies,  God  of 713 

Father  of  mercies,  in 597 

Father  of  mercies,  send 624 

Father,  we  wait  to 489 

Father,  whate'er  of 709 

Few  are  thy  days  and 676 

Fierce  passions  discompose 551 

Firm  and  unmoved  are 252 

Firm  as  the  earth 362 

Firm  was  my  health 95 

Fools  in  their  hearts  b  lieve 70 


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For  ever  blessed 275 

For  ever  shall  my 180 

Frequent  the  day  of 736 

From  age  to  age  exalt 216 

From  all  who  dwell 230 

From  deep  distress 257 

From  every  earthly 702 

From  Greenland's  icy 722 

From  heaven  the  shining 4;F3 

From  thee,  my  God 419 

From  whence  these 516 

From  year  to  year  in 742 

Full  of  trembling 714 

GENTILES  by  nature,  we 350 

Gently,  Lord,0  gently'. 710 

Give  me  the  wings  of 456 

Give  thanks  to  God,  he 216 

Give  thanks  to  God,  invoke 212 

Give  than  ks  to  God  most 264 

Give  thanks  to  God  the 963 

Give  to  our  God  immortal 266 

Give  to  the  Father 494 

Give  to  the  Lord,  ye  sons 94 

Glorious  things  of  thee  are 616 

Glory  to  God  on  bigta 524 

Glory  to  God  the  Father's 491 

Glory  to  God  the  Trinity 492 

Glory  to  God  who  walks 409 

Glory  to  thee,  my  God 631 

God  in  his  earthly 180 

God  in  the  gospel  of.... 675 

God  is  a  Spirit  just 361 

God  is  gone  up  on  high 665 

God  is  the  refuge  of 191 

God  moves  in  a  mysterious 548 

God  my  supporter  and 16L 

God  of  eternal  love 215 

God  of  my  childhood 158 

God  of  my  life 112 

God  of  my  mercy 220 

God  of  the  morning 332 

God  of  the  seas 416 

Cod  the  eternal,  awful 390 

God  who  in  various 316 

Good  is  the  Lord,  the 143 

Go,  preach  my  gospel 357 

Go  to  dark  Gethsernane 669 

Go  worship  at  Emmanuel's 367 

Go,  ye  heralds  of  salvation 732 

Go,  ye  messengers  of  God 731 

Grace!  tis  a  charming 694 

Gracious  Lord,  our  children 610 

Grateful  notes  and  numbers 571 

Great  God,  attend,  while 176 

Great  God,  how  infinite 414 

Great  God,  how  oft 171 

Great  God,  indulge  my 143 

Great  God,  I  own  the 294 

Great  God,  now 607 

Great  God,  the  heavens 82 

Great  God,  the  nations 620 

Great  God,  thy  glories 470 

Great  God,  to  what 442 

Great  God,  we  sing 638 

Great  God,  what  do  1  see 766 

Great  God,  whose 159 

Great  is  the  Lord,  exalted 262 

Great  is  the  Lord,  his 223 

Great  is  the  Lord  our 123 

Great  King  of  glory 466 

Great  Lord  of  aneels 595 

Great  Shepherd  of  thine 172 

Great  was  the  day,  the 458 

Guide  me,  O  thou  great. ..., 563 

HAD  I  the  tongues  of 360 

Had  not  the  Lord 251 

Hail,  everlasting  Spring 614 


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Hail,  hail,  sweet  cherub 771 

Hail,  mighty  Jesus 579 

Hail  the  day  that  saw 516 

Hail,  thou  once  despised SBS 

Hail  to  the  Lord's  anointed 7-28 

Happy  is  he  who  fears 225 

Happy  soul,  thy  days 756 

Happy  the  church,  thou 412 

Happy  the  city  where 275 

Happy  the  heart 397 

Happy  the  man  to  whom 98 

Happy  the  man  whose 52 

Hark:  from  the  tombs 412 

Hark  !  that  shout  of S 

Hark!  the  glad  sound 512 

Hark!  the  herald  angels  say 518 

Hark  !  the  herald  angels  sintr.. . 

Hark!  the  Redeemer 326 

Hark!  the  song  of  Jubilee 7:29 

Hark  !  the  voice  of  love 

Hark  !  what  mean  those  holy ~ 

Hark!  what  mean  those  lamen 790 

Hasten,  O  sinner,  to  be  wise. . , 

Heal  us,  Emmanuel,  here 553 

Hear  me,  O  God,  nor 203 

Hear,  O  sinner,  mercy 667 

Hear  what  God  the  Lord 617 

Hear  what  the  Lord  in 162 

Hear  what  the  Lord  the 

Hear  what  the  voice 301 

Heaven  has  confirmed  the 643 

Heavenly  Spirit,  may 736 

He  comes  !  becomes!  the 762 

He  comes  !  the  conqueror 761 

He  dies  !  the  friend 517 

He  lives — the  great 525 

Help,  Lord,  for  men  of 67 

Hence  from  my  soul 415 

Here,  at  thy  cross 376 

Here,  at  thy  table,  Lord 611 

He  reigns,  the  Lord,  the 196 

Here  let  us  see  thy  face 739 

He  who  hath  made  his 158 

He  who  on  earth  as  m  in 600 

High  as  the  heavens 414 

*    High  in  the  heavens 106 

High  on  a  hill  of  dazzling 384 

His  master  taken  from 598 

Holy  Ghost,  dispel  our 679 

Honour  and  happiness 579 

Honour  to  the  Almighty 493 

Hosanna,  Ace 495 — 6 

Hosanna  to  our 428 

Hosanna  to  the  Prince 

Hosanna  to  the  royal 

Hosanna  with  a  cheerful 375 

House  of  our  God,  with 639 

How  are  thy  glories 490 

How  are  thy  servants 565 

How  awful  is  thy - 

How  beauteous  are  their -. 

How  blest  is  our  Friend 

How  blest  the  righteous 75? 

How  can  I  sink  with 4  45 

How  condescending  and 47t, 

How  did  my  heart '249 

How  fast  their  guilt 72 

How  full  of  anguish 435 

How  heavy  is  the  night 34-2 

How  helpless  guilty  nature 527 

How  honourable  is  the 

How  large  the  promise 

How  lone,  O  Lord 68 

How  long  wilt  thou 69 

How  oft.  alas  !  this 

How  oft  have  sin  and  Satan 362 

How  pleasant,  how  divinely 175 


How  pleasant  'tis  to  see 2C0 

How  pleased  and  blest 250 

How  precious  is  the  book 

How  rich  are  thy 4r  1 

How  rich  thy  bounty 597 

How  rich  thy  cuts 

How  sad  our  state  by  nature 

How  shall  I  my  Saviour 

How  shall  I  praise 

How  shall  my  soul  rind 

How  shall  the  sons 336 

How  shall  the  young 236 

How  short  and"  hasty 

BOW  soft  the  words! 

How  strong  thine  arm 313 

How  sweet  and  awful 

How  sweet,  how  heavenly 

How  sweetly  along  the...'. 

How  sweetly  flowed  the 65'J 

How  sweet  the  name  of. 

How  sweet  to  leave  the 

How  swift  the  torrent  rolls 749 

How  vain  are  all  things 

How  vain  is  all  beneath 677 

How  will  my  heart 

How  wondrous  great 

1  A8KED  the  Lord  that  I 

I  cannot  bear  thine  absence 

If  God  succeed  not,  all 

If  God  to  build  the  house 

If  human  kindness  meets 

If  'tis  sweet  to  mingle 

I  give  immortal  praise 494 

I  hate  the  tempter 

I  know  that  my  Redeemer 

I  lift  my  banner,  saith 

I  lift  mv  soul  to  God 90 

I'll  bless  the  Lord 103 

I'll  praise  my  Maker 279 

I'll  speak  the  honours 119 

I  long  to  behold  him 753 

I  love  the  Lord,  he 229 

I  love  the  windows 458 

I  love  thy  kingdom,  Lord 

I'm  not  ashamed  to 345 

In  all  my  Lord's  appointed 

In  all  my  vast  concerns 270 

In  anger,  Lord,  rebuke 59 

Indulgent  Sovereign 617 

Infinite  grief!  amazing 

In  Gabriel's  hand  a  mighty 319 

In  God's  own  house. .  ~. 

In  Judah,  God  of  old 166 

In  sin  by  blinded  passions 531 

Inspirer  and  hearer  of 631 

In  sweet  exalted  strains 594 

In  the  floods  of  tribulation 712 

In  themselves  as  weak  as 590 

In  thine  own  ways 308 

In  this  world  of  sin  and 

Into  thy  hand,  O  God 

In  vain  our  rani  y  strives 755 

In  vain  the  wealthy 304 

In  vain  we  lavish  out 295 

In  vain  v\  e  seek  for  peace 667 

I  saw  beyond  the  tomb 680 

I  send  the  joys  of  earth 380 

1  set  the  Lord  before 74 

I  sing  my  Saviour's 444 

Israel  in  ancient  days 508 

Is  there  ambition  in  my 

Is  this  the  kind  return 419 

It  is  the  Lord,  enthroned 550 

It  is  the  Lord,  our  Saviour 205 

I  waited  patient  for  the 113 

I  was  a  grovelling  creature 544 

I  will  extol  thee,  Lord 95 


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JEHOVAH  reigns,  he 191 

Jehovah  reigns,  his  throne 47] 

Jehovah  speaks,  let  Israel 335 

Jerusalem,  my  happy  home 752 

Jesus,  and  shall  it  ever  be 535 

Jesus,  at  thy  command 559 

Jesus,  full  of  ail  compassion 573 

Jesus,  harmonious  name 671 

Jesus,  I  know,  has  died  for 544 

Jesus,  immortal  King,  arise 723 

Jesns,  I  my  cross  have 700 

Jesus,  in  thee  our  eyes 366 

Jesus  invites  his  saints 475 

Jesus  is  gone  above  the 477 

Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul 559 

Jesus,  ray  all  to  heaven 693 

Jesus,  my  Lord,  how  rich 625 

Jesus,  our  Lord,  ascend 222 

Jesus  shall  reign  where'er 159 

Jesus,  the  man  of  constant 298 

Jesus,  thy  blood  and 562 

Jesus,  to  thy  dear  wounds 764 

Jesus,  we  bless  thy 31*3 

Jesus,  we  bow  before 485 

Jesus,  we  lift  our  souls 733 

Jesus,  whose  blood  so  freely 554 

Jesus,  with  all  thy  saints 391 

Join  all  the  glorious  names 372 

Join  all  the  names  of  love 371 

Joy  is  a  fruit  that  will 547 

Joy  to  the  world  the 900 

Judge  me,  O  Lord,  and 92 

Judges,  who  rule  the  world 139 

Just  are  thy  ways,  and 77 

KEEP  silence,  all  creaied 506 

Kind  is  the  speech 328 

Kindred  in  Christ,  for 627 

LADEN  with  guilt  and 446 

Lamb  of  God,  whose 739 

Let  all  our  tongues  be  one 479 

Let  all  the  earth  their 197 

Let  all  the  heathen  writers 233 

Let  children  hear  the 169 

Let  everlasting  glories 452 

Let  every  creature  join 285 

Let  every  mortal  ear 294 

Let  every  tongue  thy 277 

Let  God  arise  in  all 150 

Let  God  the  Father  and 289 

Let  God  the  Father  live 492 

Let  God  the  Maker's 4'J3 

Let  him  embrace  my 333 

Let  me  but  hear  ray 300 

Let  me  dwell  on  Golgotha 614 

Let  mortal  tongues  attempt 319 

Let  others  boast  how 3~5 

Let  party  names  no  more 693 

Let  Pharisees  of  high 359 

Let  sinners  take  their 137 

Let  songs  of  praises  fill 672 

Let  the  beasts  their 685 

Let  them  neelect  thy 395 

Let  the  old  heathen 386 

Let  the  seventh  angel 322 

Let  the  whole  race 434 

Let  the  wild  leopards 466 

Let  those  who  bear  the 703 

Let  us  adore  th'  eternal 476 

Let  us  awake  our  joys 522 

Let  Zion  and  her  sons 205 

Let  Zion  in  her  King 121 

Let  Zion  praise  the 281 

Let  Zion's  watchmen 746 

Life  and  immortal 449 

Life  is  the  time  to 337 

Lift  up  your  heads 511 

Lift  up  your  eyes 396 


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Lift  up  to  God  tiie 766 

Light  of  life,  seraphic 747 

Like  sheep  we  went 364 

Listen,  ye  hills,  ye 592 

Lo  !  he  comes,  the  King 652 

Lo  !  he  comes,  with 762 

Long  as  I  live  I'll  bless 276 

Long  have  1  sat  beneath 469 

Look  down,  O  Lord,  with 573 

Look  up,  my  soul,  with 622 

Look  up  to  yonder  world 716 

Lo!  on  a  narrow  neck  of. 641 

Lord,  at  thy  table 739 

Lord,  at  thy  temple 302 

Lord,  dismiss  us  with 738 

Lord,  hast  thou  cast 140 

Lord,  how  divine  thy." 480 

Ljrd,  how  secure  and ,.  408 

Lord,  how  secure  my 350 

Lord,  I  am  thine,  but 75 

Lord,  I  am  vile 133 

Lord,  I  can  suffer 59 

Lord,  I  esteem  thy 238 

Lord,  if  thine  eye 187 

Lord,  if  thou  dost  not 67 

Lord,  I  have  made  thy 239 

Lord,  in  the  morning 58 

Lord,  I  will  bless  thee 102 

Lord,  I  would  spread 134 

Lord  of  all  worlds 621 

Lord  of  life,  all  praise 626 

Lord  of  the  worlds  above 177 

Lord,  send  thy  word 619 

Lord,  thou  hast  called 178 

Lord,  thou  hast  heard 232 

Lord,  thou  hast  searched 268 

Lord,  thou  hast  seen 77 

Lord,  thou  wilt  hear 57 

Lord,  'tis  a  pleasant 191 

Lord,  we  adore  thy  bounteous 4;  i 

Lord,  we  adore  thy  vast 441 

Lord,  we  are  blind 389 

Lord,  we  come  before  thee 585 

Lord,  we  confess  our 348 

Lord,  we  have  heard 117 

Lord,  what  a  feeble  piece 188 

Lord,  what  a  heaven  of 383 

Lord,  what  a  thoughtless 102 

Lord,  what  a  wretched 405 

Lord,  what  is  man 275 

Lord,  what  our  ears 606 

Lord,  what  was  man 63 

Lord,  when  I  count 272 

Lord,  when  my  thoughts 377 

Lord,  when  thou  didst 151 

Lo,  round  the  throne  at 716 

Lo.  the  destroying  angel 464 

Lo,  the  prisoner  is 758 

Lo,  the  young  tribes  of 338 

Loud  hallelujahs  to  the 284 

Love  divine,  all  love 586 

Lo,  what  a  glorious  corner 234 

Lo,  what  a  glorious  sight 303 

Lo,  what  an  entertaining 260 

MAJESTIC  sweetness  sits 671 

Maker  and  sovereign 53 

Man  has  a  soul  of  vast 459 

Manna  to  Israel  well 546 

Many  woes  had  Christ 515 

May  I  remember,  Lord 711 

Men  of  God,  go  take 730 

Mercy  alone  can  meet.... 690 

Mercy  and  judgment 202 

Mercy,  O  thou  Son  of  David 695 

Mighty  God!  while  angels 520 

Mine  eyes  and  my  desire 92 

Mistaken  souls  !  that 363 


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Morning  breaks  upon 664 

Mortals,  awake,  with 658 

My  dear  Redeemer,  and 455 

My  drowsy  powers,  why 389 

My  faith  shall  triumph 764 

My  God,  accept  my 272 

My  God,  consider  my 242 

My  God,  how  endless  is 333 

My  God,  how  many  are 56 

My  God,  in  whom 139 

My  God,  my  everlasting 157 

My  God,  my  King 276 

My  God,  my  life,  my 431 

My  God,  my  portion 431 

My  God,  permit  me 447 

My  God,  permit  my 144 

My  God,  the  spring  of. 406 

My  God,  the  steps  of  pious 110 

My  God,  what  endless 398 

My  God,  what  inward 270 

My  gracious  Redeemer 509 

My  heart,  how  dreadful 434 

My  heart  rejoices  in 96 

My  never-ceasing  songs 181 

My  refuge  is  the  God 66 

My  righteous  Judge 273 

My  Saviour  and  my 118 

My  Saviour  God,  my 456 

My  Saviour,  my  almighty 157 

My  Shepherd  is  the 87 

My  Shepherd  will  supply 88 

My  song  shall  bless  the 561 

My  soul,  be  on  thy 705 

My  soul,  come  meditate 411 

My  soul  forsakes  her 380 

My  soul,  how  lovely 176 

My  soul  lies  cleaving 245 

My  soul,  repeat  his. 208 

My  soul,  the  great 209 

My  spirit  looks  to  God 141 

My  spirit  sinks  within 116 

My  thoughts  on  awful 375 

My  thoughts  surmount 467 

Mv  trust  is  in  my 60 

NAKED  as  from  the 293 

Nature  with  all  her 374 

Nature  with  open  volume 480 

No,  I'll  repine  at  death 436 

No  !  I  shall  envy  them 407 

No  more,  my  God,  I  boast 347 

Nor  eye  hath  seen,  nor 345 

No  sleep  nor  slumber 259 

Not  all  the  blood  of  beasts 457 

Not  all  the  outward  forms 341 

Not  different  food,  nor 356 

Nof  from  the  dust  affliction 334 

Not  the  malicious,  nor 345 

Not  to  condemn  the  sons 343 

Not  to  our  names,  thou 228 

Not  to  ourselves,  who  are 227 

Not  to  the  terrors  of  the 462 

Not  with  our  mortal 347 

Now  begin  the  heavenly 526 

Now  he  my  heart  inspired 120 

Now  be  the  God  of  Israel 314 

Now  by  the  bowels  of  my 358 

Now  for  a  hymn  of  praise 601 

Now  for  a  tune  of  lofty 399 

I\i>u  from  the  roaring  lion's 86 

Now  have  our  hearts 483 

Now  I'm  convinced  the 160 

Now  in  the  galleries  of 331 

Now  in  the  heat  of 339 

j\ow  la  th'  accepted  time 685 

Now  let  a  spacious  world 459 

Now  let  a  true  ambition 677 

Now  let  our  lips  with  holy 154 


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Now  let  our  mournful  songs 87 

Now  let  our  mourning 599 

Now  let  our  pains  be  all 484 

Now  let  our  souls  on  wings 700 

Now  let  the  Father 493 

Now  let  the  Lord,  my 403 

Now  may  fervent  prayer 609 

Now  may  the  God  of  peace 588 

Now  may  the  God  of  power 83 

Now  may  the  Lord  of 630 

Now  plead  my  cause 104 

Now  Satan  comes  with 465 

.Now  shall  my  inward 301) 

Now  shall  my  solemn ]  49 

Now  the  shades  of  night 630 

Now  to  the  great  and  sacred 289 

Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble 4;)  I 

Now  to  the  Lord  who 320 

Now  to  the  power  of  God 361 

O  ALL  ye  nations,  praise 

O  blessed  souls  are  they <j7 

O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul 2  8 

O  charity,  thou  heavenly G-124 

O'er  mountain  tops  there 622 

O'er  the  realms  of  pagan 72 1 

Of  justice  and  of  grace  1 203 

O  for  a  closer  walk  with 547 

O  for  an  overcoming  faith 30] 

O  for  a  principle  within 704 

O  for  a  shout  of  sacred 

O  for  a  thousand  seraph 767 

O  for  that  tenderness  of. 

O  from  the  world's  vile 701 

Oft  as  the  bell  with 

Often  I  seek  my  Lord 

O  God,  my  refuge,  hear 136 

O  God  of  grace  and 57 

O  God  of  mercy,  hear 135 

O  God,  to  whom  revenge 1 99 

O  God,  we  praise  thee 654 

O  God,  whose  favourable 534 

O  happy  day  that  fixed 600 

O  happy  man,  whose 2.V< 

O  happy  nation  where 101 

O  happy  soul  that  lives 

O  help  us,  Lord  I  each  hour 

O  how  divine,  how  sweet 696 

O  how  I  love  thy  holy  law 237 

O  how  I  love  thy  holy  word 548 

Oh  if  my  soul  was 439 

Oh  love,  beyond  conception 

Oh  the  almighty  Lord 423 

Oh  the  delights,  the 429 

O  Lord,  how  many  are 56 

O  Lord,  my  best  desires 549 

O  Lord,  our  heavenly 61 

O  Lord,  our  languid 584 

O  Lord,  our  Lord,  how 62 

O  my  soul,  what  means 543 

Once  more,  my  soul 377 

One  there  is  above  all 545 

On  Judah's  plain 769 

On  man  in  his  own 508 

On  Tabor's  top  the 660 

On  thee  each  morning C32 

On  the  mountain's  top 726 

On  wings  of  faith,  mount 568 

O  righteous  God,  thou 592 

O  sight  of  anguish  !  view 512 

O  Spirit  of  the  living  God 724 

O  that  my  load  of  sin  were 528 

O  that  the  Lord  would 211 

O  that  thy  statutes  every 244 

O  thou,  before  whose 598 

O  thou,  from  whom  all 713 

O  thou ,  who  hear'st  when 133 

O  thou,  whose  grace  and 251 


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O  thou,  whose  justice 138 

O  thou,  whose  power 770 

O  time,  how  few  thy  value 640 

Our  days,  alas  !  our  mortal 397 

Our  God,  how  firm  his 397 

Our  God,  our  help  in 186 

Our  land,  O  Lord,  with 84 

Our  Saviour  alone 570 

Our  sins,  alas  !  how  strong 426 

Our  souls  shall  magnify 319 

Our  spirits  join  t'  adore 488 

Out  of  the  deeps  of  long 256 

O  what  a  stiff  rebellious 169 

O  where  shall  rest  be  found 679 

O  Zion,  afflicted  with 601 

O  Zion,  tune  thy  voice 728 

PEOPLE  of  the  living  God 691 

Perpetual  source  of  light 536 

Plung'd  in  a  gulf  of 422 

Praise,  everlasting  praise 410 

Praise  the  Lord  who  reigns 768 

Praise  to  the  Lord  on 596 

Praise  waits  in  Zion 147 

Praise  ye  the  Lord,  exalt 261 

Praise  ye  the  Lord  ;  my 278 

Praise  ye  the  Lord  j  'tis 280 

Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere 744 

Preserve  me,  Lord,  in  time 72 

Prostrate,  O  Jesus,  at  thy 690 

RAISE  thee,  my  soul,  fly 393 

Raise,  thoughtless  sinner 575 

Raise  your  triumphant 438 

Rejoice,  the  Lord  is  King 523 

Rejoice,  ye  righteous,  in 99 

Religion  bids  all  sin  depart 675 

Rel  igion  is  the  chief 634 

Remark,  my  soul,  the 638 

Remeinber,Lord,  our 184 

Renounce  thy  sins,  the 683 

Repent!  the  voice  celestial 682 

Return,  O  God  of  love 187 

Return,  O  wanderer,  return 688 

Rise,  gracious  God,  and 723 

Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretch 567 

Rise,  O  my  soul,  pursue 533 

Rise,  rise,  my  soul,  and 383 

Rise,  sun  of  glory 724 

Rock  of  ages,  cleft  for 668 

Roll  on,  thou  mighty 731 

SAFELY  through  another 582 

Saints,  at  your  heavenly 358 

Salvation  is  for  ever 179 

Salvation  I  O  the  joy ful 427 

Save  me,  O  God,  the 158 

Save  me,  O  Lord,  from 73 

Saviour,  breathe  an  evening 747 

Saviour,  visit  thy 747 

See,  Gabriel  swift  descends 564 

See,  gracious  Lord 591 

See,  how  brown  autumn 637 

See  Israel's  gentle 606 

See  what  a  living  stone 233 

See  where  the  great 312 

See  how  great  a  flame 726 

Servant  of  God,  well  done 760 

Servants  of  God,  awake 719 

Shall  the  vile  race  of  man 334 

Shall  we  go  on  to  sin 346 

Shall  wisdom  cry  aloud 339 

Shepherds,  rejoice,  lift 510 

Shew  pity,  Lord,  6  Lord 132 

Shine  on  our  land 150 

Shout  the  glad  tidings 770 

Shout  to  the  Lord 430 

Sin  enslaved  me  many 530 

Since  Jesus  freely  did 628 

8ing,  all  ye  nations,  to  the 148 


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Sing,  for  the  blest 730 

Sing  to  the  Lord  aloud 173 

Sing  to  the  Lord  Jehovah 194 

Sing  to  the  Lord,  who 381 

Sing  to  the  Lord  with 201 

Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  distant 196 

Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  heav'nly 411 

Sing  we  the  song  of  those 698 

Sing,  ye  redeemed»of  the 615 

Sin  has  a  thousand 461 

Sin  like  a  venomous 463 

Sinner,  art  thou  still 575 

Sinner,  rouse  thee  from 685 

Sinners,  of  Adam's  fallen 691 

Sinners,  the  voice  of  God 576 

Sinners,  turn,  why  will 684 

Sinners,  will  you  scorn 576 

Sitting  around  our 4S9 

So  did  the  Hebrew  prophet 349 

Soldiers  of  Christ,  arise  ! 718 

So  let  our  lips  and  lives 359 

Son  of  God,  thy  blessing 561 

Songs  of  immortal 222 

Songs  of  praise,  the 767 

Soon  as  I  heard  my 93 

Sovereign  of  worlds  above 724 

Sovereign  of  worlds  !    display 722 

Spirit  of  power  and 725 

Stand  the  omnipotent 765 

Stand  up  and  bless  the 720 

Stand  up,  my  soul 421 

Stay,  thou  insulted  Spirit 689 

Stern  winter  throws  his 637 

Stoop  down,  my  thoughts 390 

Stop,  poor  sinner,  stop 683 

Strait  is  the  way,  the 467 

Sure  there's  a  righteous 162 

Sweet  is  the  last,  the 735 

Sweet  is  the  mem'ry 277 

Sweet  is  the  work,  my 190 

Sweet  peace  of  conscience 709 

Sweet  the  moments,  rich 663 

Sweet  was  the  time  when 537 

TAKE  comfort,  Christians 648 

Teach  me  the  measure  of 112 

Teach  us,  O  Lord,  the  great 675 

Terrible  God,  who  reign'st 387 

Th'  Almighty  reigns 198 

That  awful  dav  will  surely 439 

That  man  is  biest  who 223 

The  billows  swell,  the 558 

The  dav  of  wrath,  that 761 

The  deiuge  at  the 545 

The  earth  for  ever  is  the 89 

The  earth,  the  ocean  and 698 

Thee,  we  adore,  eternal 407 

Thee  will  I  love,  my 708 

Thee  will  I  love,  O  Lord 76 

The  glories  of  my  Maker 417 

The  God  Jehovah  reiens 200 

The  God  of  glory  sends  his 130 

The  God  of  mercy  be  ador'd 492 

The  God  of  our  salvation 145 

The  heathen  perish  day  by 721 

The  heav'ns  declare  thy. 81 

The  hill  of  Zion  yields 771 

The  King  of  glory  sends 454 

The  King  of  saints  how 120 

The  lands  that  long 299 

The  law  by  Moses  came 352 

The  law  commands,  and 447 

The  Lord  appears  my 23] 

The  Lord  declares  his 446 

The  Lord  descending  from 449 

The  Lord,  how  wondrous 207 

The  Lord  is  come,  the 198 

The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns 199 


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The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns 472 

The  Lord  my  pasture 56-J 

The  Lord  my  Shepherd  is 39 

The  Lord  of  glory  is  my 93 

The  Lord  of  glory  reigns 199 

The  Lord  of  Sabbath  let  us 583 

The  Lord  on  high  proclaims 335 

The  Lord  on  mortal 580 

The  Lord  our  God  is 655 

The  Lord,  the  Judge,  before 126 

The  Lord,  the  Judge,  his 128 

The  Lord,  the  Sovereign  King 209 

The  Lord,  the  Sovereign,  sends. . . .  128 

i ne  Lord  will  happiness 707 

The  majesty  of  Solomon 443 

The  man  is  ever  blest 52 

The  memory  of  our 483 

The  message  first  to 603 

The  mighty  conqueror 665 

The  moment  a  sinner 532 

The  morning  dawns 662 

The  new-born  child 533 

The  peace  which  God  alone 587 

The  praise  of  Zion  waits 145 

The  promise  of  my  Father's 475 

The  promise  was  divinely 453 

There  is  a  fountain  filled 667 

There  is  a  God  all  nature 505 

There  is  a  glorious  world 743 

There  is  a  house  not  made 348 

There  is  a  land  of  pure 413 

There  is  an  hour  of  peaceful 752 

There  was  an  hour  when 298 

The  saints  should  never 552 

The  Saviour!  oh  what 668 

The  Saviour— what  a 613 

These  glorious  minds,  how 310 

The  Spirit  breathes  upon 5^2 

The  true  Messiah  now 3-1 

The  voice  of  free  grace 

The  voice  of  my  beloved 325 

The  wondering  world 329 

The  wonders,  Lord,  thy 115 

Thine  earthly  sabbaths 736 

Think,  mighty  God,  on 1-4 

Think,  O  ve  who  fondly 757 

This  God  is  the  God  we 767 

This  is  the  dav  the  Lord 232 

This  is  the  feast  of 611 

This  is  the  word  of  truth 455 

This  spacious  earth  is  all 90 

Thou  art  my  portion,  O  my 236 

Thou  art  the  way,  to  thee 668 

Thou  dear  Redeemer 566 

Thou  God  of  love,  thou  ever 246 

Thou  great  Physician  of  the 580 

Thou  Judge  of  quick  and 761 

Thou  only  Sovereign  of  my 557 

Thou  whom  my  soul = 324 

Thrice  happy  man,  who 224 

Thrice  happy  souls,  who 697 

Through  all  the  changing 555 

Through  every  age,  eternal 1?5 

Through  sorrow's  night 763 

Thus  did  the  sons  of. 450 

Thus  far  the  Lord  hath 333 

Thus  I  resolv'd  before  the Ill 

Thus  saith  the  first,  the • 351 

Thus  saith  the  high  and 337 

Thus  saith  the  Holv  One 604 

Thus  saith  the  Lord,  the 127 

Thus  saith  the  Lord  to 602 

Thus  saith  the  Lord  vour 114 

Thus  saith  the  mercv  of 353 

Thus  saith  the  Ruler" 424 

Thus  saith  the  wisdom 340 

Thus  the  eternal  Father 221 


Pa*e 

Thus  the  great  Lord  of 221 

Thy  bounties,  gracious 623 

Thy  favours,  Lord,  surprise 400 

Thy  life  I  read,  my  dearest 646 

Thy  mercies  till  tile  earth 240 

Thy  name,  almighty  Lord 231 

Thy  works  of  glory,  mighty 218 

Time  is  winging  us  away 771 

Time!  what"  an  emptv. .' 408 

'Tis  a  point  I  long  to  know 539 

'Tis  bv  the  faith  of  joys  to  come...  451 

'Tis  bv  thv  strength  the 147 

'Tis  finished  :— so  the 516 

'Tis  finished,  the  conflict  is 758 

'Tis  from  the  treasures  of 369 

'Tis  midnight,  and  on 661 

'Tis  mv  happiness  below 701 

'Tis  not  the  law  of  ten 448 

ToGod  I  cry'd  with 167 

To  God  I  made  mv  sorrows 273 

To  God  the  Father.  God 493 

To  God  the  Father's  throne 495 

To  God  the  great,  the  ever 214 

To  God  the  only  wise 314 

To  heaven  I  lift  my  waiting 248 

To  him  who  chose  us  first 494 

To-morrow,  Lord,  is  thine 676 

To  our  Almighty  Maker 199 

To  our  eternal  God 495 

To  praise  the  ever 636 

To  thee  before  the 235 

To  thee,  most  Holy  and 165 

To  thine  Almighty 79 

'Twas  by  an  order  from. 

'Twas  for  our  sake 156 

'Twas  from  thy  hand 269 

'Twas  in  the  watches 142 

'Twas  on  that  dark 474 

'Twas  the  commission 315 

UNGRATEFUL  man!  oh 679 

Unshaken  as  the  sacred 252 

Unveil  thy  bosom,  faithful 650 

Up  from  my  youth 255 

Up  to  the  fields  where 398 

Up  to  the  hills  I  lift 247 

Up  to  the  Lord 401 

Upward  I  lift  mine 248 

VAIN  are  the  hopes,  the 340 

Vain  are  the  hopes  that 343 

Vain  man,  on  foolish 217 

Vain  man!  thy  fond 643 

Vital  spark  of  heavenl v 756 

WAKED  by  the  trumpet's 751 

Wake  the  song  of  Jubilee 730 

Wait,  O  my  soul,  thy 711 

Watchman  !  tell  us  of  the 656 

We  are  a  garden  walled 328 

Weary  of  struggling  with 529 

We  bid  thee  welcome  in 746 

We  bless  the  Lord,  the  just 152 

We  bless  the  prophet  of  the 452 

We  bow  before  thy  gracious 737 

Welcome,  delightful  morn 583 

Welcome,  sweet  day  of 383 

Well,  the  Redeemer's  gone 395 

We  love  thee,  Lord,  and  we 73 

We  sing  the  amazing 484 

We  sing  the  glories  of  thy 317 

We've  no  abiding  city 703 

What  are  these  in  bright 717 

What  different  powers 457 

What  equal  honours 321 

What  happy  men  or 310 

What  is  the  thing  of 674 

What  jarring  natures  dwell."., 541 

What  mighty  man  or 306 

What  scenes  of  horror 644 


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What  shall  i  render  to 230 

What  various  hindrances 5S0 

What  venerable  sisht . ...  514 

When  Abraham  full  of 591 

When  Adam  sinned 655 

When  all  thy  mercies,  0 554 

When  any  turn  from  Zion's 535 

When  at  this  distance 514 

When  bending  o'er  the 754 

When  blooming  youth  is G47 

Whence  do  our  mournful 308 

When  Christ  to  judgment 127 

When  darkness  long  has 708 

When  from  the  glorious 734 

When  frowning  death 679 

When  gathering  clouds 712 

When  God  is  nigh,  my  faith 73 

When  God  provoked  with 219 

When  God  restored  our 253 

When  God  revealed  his 253 

When  I  can  read  my  title 413 

When  in  the  light  of  faith 436 

When  Israel  freed  from 227 

When  Israel's  sins  the 170 

When  I  survey  the 478 

When  I  view  my  Saviour 610 

When  I  with  pleasing 271 

When  languor  and  disease 715 

When  man  grows  bold 107 

When  marshalled  on  the 657 

When  musing  sorrow 714 

When  on  Sinai's  top  I  see 6G3 

When  on  the  cross  my G12 

When  overwhelmed  with 141 

When  pain  and  anguish 245 

When  rising  from  the  bed 751 

When  shall  I  hear  the 706 

When  strangers  stand  and 330 

When  streaming  from  the 633 

When  the  first  parents 421 

When  the  great  Builder 388 

When  the  great  Judge 64 

When  the  last  trumpet's 650 

When  the  vale  of  death 754 

When  verdure  clothes 634 

When  we  are  raised  from 317 

When  wild  confusion 651 

Where  are  the  dead  in 755 

Where  are  the  mourners 463 

Where  shall  the  man 91 

Where  shall  we  go  to 258 

While  I  keep  silence 99 

While  I  to  grief  my  soul 579 

While  men  grow  bold, 106 

While  on  the  verge  of  life 644 

While  shepherds  watched 510 

While  with  ceaseless 748 

Whilst  thee  I  seek 584 

Who  but  thou,  Almighty 725 

Who  can  describe  the  joys 343 

Who  has  believed  thy 363 

Who  is  this  fair  one  in 331 

Who  shall  ascend  thy 71 

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Who  shall  inhabit  in 71 

Who  shall  the  Lord's 299 

Who  will  arise  and 194 

Why  did  the  Jews  proclaim 55 

Why  did  the  nations 54 

Why  does  the  Lord 65 

Why  does  the  man 124 

Why  does  your  face 426 

Why  do  the  proud 126 

Why  do  the  wealthy 109 

Why  do  we  mourn 375 

Why  has  my  God,  my 85 

Why  is  my  heart  so 385 

Why  should  I  vex 108 

Why  should  the  children 366 

Why  should  this  earth 469 

Why  should  we  start 392 

Wifl  God  for  ever 163 

With  all  my  powers 267 

With  cheerful  voice 369 

With  darkness  whelmed 769 

With  earnest  longings 116 

With  holy  fear  and 400 

Within  these  walls  be 743 

With  joy  we  meditate 356 

WTith  my  substance 623 

With  my  whole  heart  I'll 64 

With  my  whole  heart  I've 242 

With  rev'rence  let  the 181 

With  rev'rend  awe 581 

With  songs  and  honours 281 

With  tears  of  anguish  1 705 

Witness  ye  men  and 741 

World  adieu,  thou  real 566 

Would  you  behold  the 218 

Write  to  Sardis,  saith 604 

YE  angels  round  lhe...x 495 

Ye  dying  sons  of  men 682 

Ye  golden  lamps  of 648 

Ye  hearts  with  youthful 607 

Ye  holy  souls,  in  God 100 

Ye  humble  souls 505 

Ye  mourning  saints 646 

Ye  nations  of  the  earth 201 

Ye  saints,  assist  me 695 

Ye  servants  of  God 573 

Ye  servants  of  th'  Almighty 226 

Ye  shores  and  isles  of 199 

Yes,  I  will  bless  thee 768 

Yes,  my  native  land 732 

Ye  sons  of  Adam 338 

Ye  sons  of  earth 587 

Ye  sons  of  men  a 189 

Ye  sons  of  pride 125 

Yes,  we  trust  the  day  is 727 

Ye  tribes  of  Adam 282 

Yet  saith  the  Lord 183 

Ye  who  delight  to  serve 225 

Ye  who  obey  th'  immortal 261 

Your  happy  voices  join 718 

Your  harps,  ye  trembling 715 

ZEAL  is  that  pure  and 535 

Zion  rejoice,  and  Judah 442 


INDEX    OF    SCRIPTURES. 


Page. 

GENESIS  1 459 

3 508 

3-  1,  15,17 346 

4:  10 445 

5:24 547 

17  :  7 353 

18:23—32 591 

22:6 358 

22  :  14 552 

24  :  56 692 

EXODUS  15 553 

16:  18 546 

17  :  15 552 

34  :  6—8 507 

LEVITICUS  25  :  9,  U 588 

DEUTERONOMY  33  :  27 559 

34  :  1—5 403,  414 

JUDGES  6:  24 554 

RUTH1  :16 691 

1  SAMUEL  3:  18 550 

7:12 556 

2  KINGS  2:  12 598 

1  CHRONICLES  29  :  14 623 

2  CHRONICLES  15  :  15 600 

NEHEMIAH5:  19 713 

9:5 720 

9  :  10 547 

ESTHER  4  :  16 529 

JOB  1  ;21 293 

3:  14,  15 304 

4  :  17,21 334 

5:6—8 334 

9  :2— 10 336 

11  :  7—12 473 

14:  4 318 

19:25—27 294,  560,  764 

26:11—13 473 

29:2 537 

PSALMS  2:8 730 

3:5,6 333 

4:  8 333 

6:4 690 

11  :  8 730 

19  :  5,8 332 

23 564 

23:4 710 

34 555 

42:5 543 

45  :  3—5 579 

48  :  14 563 

49:6,  9 304 

51  :  5 318 

51  :11 689 

65:  11 593 

72 728 

72:7,8 619 

72:25 43J 

73  :  24,  25 332 

73  :25 431 

82 444 

84  :  10 382 

87  :  5 593 

90  :5 385 

91:11 564 

103:  15 385 


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PSALMS  104 505 

107:23 416 

119:  165 674 

137:5,6 742 

139:23,24 361 

143:8 333 

147:  19,20 316 

118  :  2 390 

PROVERBS  4  :7 675 

8:  1,22—32 339 

8:  17 607 

8:  34—36 340 

18  :24 545 

ECCLESIASTES  8  :  8 304 

9:4—6,  10 337 

11  :  9 338 

12  :  1,7 339 

SOLOMON'S  SUNG 324—331 

3:  11 521 

ISAIAH  2  :  2—5 622 

4:5 646 

5:2,7—10 297 

9:2,  6,  7 299 

11  :5— 9 622 

14  :  24 562 

21  :  11 656 

26:  1,6 295 

26:8,20 308 

33  :  21,  23 616 

35  :  8— i0 615,  718 

33:9 317 

40  :  27—31 303,  312 

44  :  5 740 

44:  23 523 

45  :  7 333 

45  :  21 — 25 3^5 

49:  13,  14 309 

49:14—17 601 

51  :9 613 

52:  1,2 727 

53  :  1—5,  10—12 363 

53:6—12 364 

55:  1,2 294,  296 

55:  7 576 

57:  15,  16 337 

60:  1—3 728 

60  :  15—20 617 

61  :  10 302 

62:6,7 617 

63  :  1—3 306 

63:  4—7 307 

65  :20 339 

65:23 607 

JEREMIAH  13:  23 466 

23:6 5t>2 

23  :29 581 

31  :  3 544 

LAMENTATIONS3  :  23 333 

EZEKIEL  9  :  4—6 592 

18:  31 684 

34:3 573 

36:25 896 

48:35 616 

DANTEL2:45  619 

4:27 575 


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HOSEA  6:4 536 

JOEL1  :  14 591 

MICAH6:  1—3 592 

7:  19 296 

NAHUM  1  :  1-3 311 

I  :7 505 

HABAKKUK3:  17,18 565 

ZECHARIAH  1  :  5 749 

3  :  0,  7 595 

13:  1 296,  667 

MALACHI3:  7 688 

3:  16,  17 580 

MATTHEW  3  :  9 343 

5  :2— 12 344 

6:9—13 589 

6:21 701 

6:33 677 

7  :  13,  14 465,  467 

II  :28 577 

11  :23,30 357,686,688,  689 

12  :20 356,  608 

13:  3 587 

13:  16,  17 297 

13:36—43 637 

17:  4 514 

18  :  20 745 

21  :9 3dl 

22  :37— 10 351 

25  :  40 625 

25  :  31—46 652 

26  :  36—  45 515 

26  :  38—44 6G1 

26:41 705 

28:2 520 

28:6 518,  664 

28:18 357 

28  :  19 315 

MARK  4:  37-39 558 

8  :  38 536,  550 

10  :  14 349,  606 

10  :28 332 

10  :  47,  4* 695 

16  :  15 357 

25:40 625 

LUKE  1  :  27 302 

1:30 292 

1  :46 319 

1  :68 314 

2:8—14 292,510,  657 

2  :25 510,  602 

2:27 , 302 

2:23 483 

4:  18,19 512 

8  :22 559 

9:28—31 660 

10:21,22 298 

10  :  30,  37 624 

12  :  38,  39 681 

14:  16 481 

14:  17,23 482 

14  :  22 682 

15  :  7—10 343,  696 

15  :  13 354 

18  :  10 358 

19  :38,40 301 

19:41 514,  660 

22  :  19 417,  663,  664 

JOHN  1  :  1,3,  14 , 292 

1  :  13 341 

1  :  17 352 

1  :29,32 314 

3:3 341 

3:  14,  16 349 

3:  16,  17 437,  343 

4:24 361 

6  :  31,  35 476 

6-53—56 611 


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JOHN  6:  67—69 535 

10:28,29 362 

14:3 477 


14:  6 

14:  16,  17. 

14  :  26. . . . 

15  :  6 

16  :  16 

19:5 

19:30.... 

ACTS  1:9... 
2:  1—4... 
2  :  32—36. 


663 
531 
527 
668 
477 


.444,516,  613 

665 

458 

519 


2:38 315 

16:  14,  15,33 353 

17:30 682 

ROMANS  1  :  17 532 

2:5 679 

3  :  32—36 519 

5  :  12 318,  355 

6  :  1—6 354,  346 

7:8,  9,  14,  24 350 

8:  14,  16 366 

8  :  33 299 

9:21—24 351 

11:  16,  17 350 

14  :  8 633 

14  :  17,  19 356 

15  :  8,  9,  12 349 

1  CORINTIHANS  1  :  2,  3,  24 353 

I  :  26—31 .341,  342 

2:9,10 345 

3:6,7 353 

5:7 464 

6  :  10,  11 345 

10  :  16,  17 475 

10  :  32 356 

II  :23 474 

13  :  1—3 359,  360 

15:52—58 650 

15:  55 301 

2  CORINTHIANS  2  :  15,  16... .353,  596 

5:  1—8 348,  464 

6:2 685 

12:7,9,  10 

G AL ATIANS  4:4 

5  :  17 


300 
346 
541 

322 


6  •  14 

473 

EPHESIANSJ  :3 

1  :  13,  14 

316 

366 

2:8 

532 

3  :  9,  10 

292 

3  :  16 

360 

4  :  11, 12 

597 

4:30,  &c 

6  :  10,  &c 

358 

718 

PHILIPPIANS  1  :  23 

644 

2  :  2 

358 

2:6 

404 

3:7    9 

347 

4:4... 

523 

4:  11 

551 

COLOSSIANS1  :  16 

2:  15 

1  THESS.  4  :  13,  14 648,  759 

2  TIMOTHY  1:9,  10 361 

1  :12 345 

3  :  15,16 316 


346 


4  :  6—8, 18. . . 
TITUS  2  :  10,  13. 

3:3,7 , 

HEBREWS  1:1. 

1:14.. 

3:5,6 

4:2 

4:  9 


306 
359 
348 
316 
384 
359 
508 
403 


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INDEX   OF    SCRIPTURES. 


HEBREWS  4:  15 712 

4:  16 356 

5  :  7 

6:  17,  ace 

6:20 693 

7:25 395,  525 

9:27 643 

10:  4,  &.c 457 

10:28,29 352 

11  :  1,3,8,  10 353 

11  :  13 533 

12:  IS 46B 

12:  29 311 

13:  14 703 

13:20,21 

1PETER1:3— 5 305 

1:8 347 

2:  7 

3:20,21 545 

2  PETER  1  :  1 532 

1  JOHN  2:  16,  17 436 

3:  1 338 

4:  10 695 

5:6 479 

2  JOHN  5:  14—16 349 

JUDE24,25 314 

REVELATION  1  :  5—7 320 

2:  1—7 602 


REVELATION  2  :  7 

2:8—11 603 

3:  1— G 604 

3  :  7—13 604 

3:  14—20 605 

3:20 

5:  6.  <kc 291,  304 

5:  11—13 321 

5:  12 321.  594 

7  :  9 — 17 702,  716 

7  :  13—15 310 

11  :  15 322 

13:7 319 

14  :  3 522 

14  :  13 301,  755 

15:3 313,317,  571 

16:  19 317 

17  :  E 317 

18:  20,  21 319 

19:6 

20:  4—10 

20:  5— S 312 

21  :  1—4 303 

21  :  5 451 

21  :22 

21  :27 345 

22:  1—5 478,568 


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In  general,  the  title  or  the  first  verse  of  a  Psalm  or  Hymn,  will  verify  the  ref- 
erence. Sometimes  a  Psalm  or  Hymn  is  referred  to,  as  containing  a  subject. 
which  is  not  suggested  by  the  title,  and,  perhaps,  not  by  the  first  or  second 
verse.  If,  therefore,  the  reference  is  not  immediately  verified,  a  glance  of  the 
eye  through  the  successive  verses,  will  detect  the  object  of  search. 

If  the  Index  does  not  give  you  the  word  which  you  seek,  look  for  one  of  the 
same  meaning;  or  seek  it  under  the  more  general  words,  such  as  God,  Christ, 
Church,  Grace,  Gospel,  Saints,  Sin,  Sinners,  Prayer,  Praise,  Affliction,  Death,  &C. 
&c.     The  references  under  these  words  are  very  copious  and  complete. 

AARON and  Christ,  366,  331  ;  Joshua  and  Moses,  448. 

Abba,  Father,  or  adoption,  322. 

Abraham,  199,  416,  552  ;  blessing  on  the  Gentiles,  349,  319,  320  ;  covenant  with, 
remembered,  212  ;  faith  of,  353,  451 ;  offering  his  son,  358 ;  stones  made  chil- 
dren of,  343. 

Absent*  of  Christ,  403 ;  and  presence  of  God,  431,  432 ;  from  God  forever,  intolera- 
ble, 439;  from  public  worship,  116. 

Accepted  time,  685. 

Access  to  the  throne  bv  a  Mediator,  440,  179. 

Adam,  63,  318,  355  ;  fall  of,  346,  508,  655  ;  corrupt  nature  from,  450,  655,  355. 

Adaption,  322,  365,  568. 

Advocate,  525.     See  Christ's  Intercession. 

Affections  unsanctified,  469. 

A'tiictions,  beneficial,  243;  courage  in,  245;  and  death  under  providence,  334; 
deep,  167,  203,  274,  714  ;  deliverance  from,  113  ;  God  merciful  in,  207  ;  hope 
in,  116,  413,  714  ;  of  saints,  160  ;  of  saints  and  sinners  different,  193  ;  praver 
in,  203,  273;  sanctified,  193,  246,  548,  701 ;  submission  to,  711,  550,  441,  358. 
258,  251,  112;  support  in,  239,  277,  273,  356,  403;  sweet,  712. 

Alarm  to  sinners,  575,  678 — 685,  751,  761. 

All-sufficiency  of  Christ,  72,  561 ;  of  God,  100. 

Ambiicun,  253,  436. 

Angel  of  the  covenant,  371. 

Angela,  guardian,  102,  189,  555 :  at  the  judgment,  126,  652 ;  ministers  of  Christ, 
384,  442,  564;  praise  God,  209,390;  present  in  the  churches,  267,442;  pun- 
ished and  man  saved,  433;  rejoice  in  conversions,  443;  sinning,  388;  song 
of,  510,  518,  657. 

Antichrist,  307,  317,  319. 

Apostles'  commission,  357. 

Ark  of  believers,  545. 

.  Istxnaitm  of  Christ,  518,  665.     See  Christ. 

A --named  of  Christ,  not,  345,  486,  536. 

Assurance,  544,  562,  306,  413,  418. 
,;,  70,  106,  67. 

Atonement,  667,  114.     See  ChrisU 

Autumn,  637. 

BABYLON  falling,  318,  319. 

Backslider,  92,  385;  penitent,  133,  537,  257. 

Baptism,31o,  738,  606,  353 ;  and  circumcision,  450  ;  preaching  and  Lord's  supper 
456. 

Bartimeus,  695. 

Beatific  vision,  719,  303,  310,  387,  394. 

Beetitudfs,  344. 

Being  of  God,  505. 

Believe  and  be  saved,  343. 

Believers  buried  with  Christ,  354 ;  Christ  the  ark  of,  545;  described,  365;  kings 
and  priests,  320  ;  promise  to,  606  ;   song  of,  566.     See  Christian,  Saints. 

Benevolence  in  imitation  of  Christ,  734. 

Bethlehem,  song  at,  657  ;  star  of,  657. 

Blessedness  of  hearing  the  Gospel,  182  ;  hearing  and  obeying,  340  ;  Gospel  times. 
297;    in  God,  431.  ^ 

Blessing  of  God  on  the  business  of  life,  254  ;  humbly  requested,  585 ;  of  Father 
Son,&,c,  737.     See  Holy  Spirit. 

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18  NEW  INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 

Bloed  of  Christ,  667,  516,  3-20,364,376,  391,  395;  and  flesh,  484;  faith  ill,  135, 
457  ;  spirit  and  water,  479.     See  Christ. 

Boasting  excluded,  341. 

Bones,  the  dry,  578. 

Brazen  serpent,  349. 

Bread  of  heaven,  740;  of  life,  476;  of  the  world,  740. 

Broad  and  narrow  way,  465. 

Brotherly  love,  260,  272,  627,  697. 

Burial.     See  Believers,  Deat/i,  Funeral,  Saints. 

CALVARY,  663,  689,  739. 

Canaan,  heavenly,  413;  lost  through  unbelief,  196. 

Carnal  joys  parted  with,  380;  mind,  enmity  against  God,  318. 

Ceremonial.     See  Priesthood,  T)/pes. 

Chanty,  624—6,  224,  115,  109;  and  hatred,  358;  and  love,  359;  and  uncharitable- 
ness,  356. 

Children  in  the  covenant,  349,  350  ;  devoted  to  God  in  baptism,  353,  450,  606,  738  ; 
death  of,  646;  exhorted,  104;  instructed,  102,  169;  invited  to  Christ,  607; 
piety  of,  608  ;  praising  Christ,  520  ;  praising  God,  63;  prayer  for,  610  ;  prom- 
ises to,  606;  regard  of  Christ  for,  606. 

Choosing  the  heritage  of  God's  people,  691. 

Christ  and  Aaron,  366,  381 :  and  Abel,  445  ;  and  Adam,  63;  address  to,  316,  391, 
485,559,  562,  586,  625,  693,  700,  738,  764  ;  addresses  of,  to  churches,  602—605  ; 
advent  of,  200,  509,  657;  advocate,  525;  agony  of,  in  the  garden,  515,  661  ; 
all-sufficiencv,  72,  561,  562;  angels  ministering  to,  384,  442,  564;  ark  of 
believers,  545;  ascension,  90,  122,  420,  151,  518,  520,  665;  ashamed  of,  not, 
536,345,486;  aspired  after,  360,  559,  402;  atonement  bv,  667,  114,  115;  blood 
of,  135,  291,  320,  364,  376,  391,  395,  440,  445,  452,  464,  516,  667  ;  Branch, 
314  ;  Bread  of  heaven,  740  ;  Bread  of  life,  476.  611 ;  Bread  of  the  world,  740  ; 
Bridegroom,  120,325;  care  of  the  young,  349,  350,  606;  characters  of,  372; 
chief  among  ten  thousand,  671  ;  and  his  church,  120,  600—602 ;  church's  foun- 
dation, 232;  coming,  first  and  second,  196  ;  coming  to  judgment,  652,  761  ; 
commission  of,  437  ;  communion  with  him,  475  ;  compared  to  inanimate 
things,  367;  compassion  of,  422,  488,  514;  to  the  weak,  356;  condescension 
and  glorification,  62;  corner-stone,  233,  234;  coronation  of,  327,521;  cove- 
nant "with,  180,  601 ;  Creator,  206,  292  ;  cross  of,  349,  353,  345,  376,  439,  516, 
662,663;  crucified,  460,  517,  612;  death  of,  516,— caused  by  sin,  423,  516; 
-grace  and  elory  by,  489;  and  resurrection,  517 — 519;  and  sufferings,  65, 
516  ;.  and  victory,  444,  487  ;  Deity  of,  404,— and  humanity,  292, 301, 425  ;  desire 
to  be  with,  644;  dominion  of,  600;  dwells  in  heaven  and  on  earth,  330 ; 
enjoyment  of  him,  362;  equal  with  the  Father,  404,  662;  eternitv  of,  292, 
339;  exalted,  54,  84,  221,  429,  520—522,  665;  example,  220,455,  513.  6®, 
734  ;  excellencies,  119,  367,  556,  671  ;  faith  in  his  blood,  135,  457  ;  knowledge 
of,  345,— and  faithfulness  of,  him,  7)2,— flesh  and  blood  our  food,  484,  740  ;  fin- 
isliins  his  work,  444.  516,  613  ;  forerunner,  693  ;  forsaking  all  for,  700  ;  foun- 
tain, 667,— of  life,  614  ;  friend,  545, 600  ;  glorified  bodv,  429  ;  glory  of,  118, 120, 
200,  221,  522,  665,  730,— and  sufferings,  399,  489;  all  good  in,  557  ;  grace  in, 
401.  489  :  go  not  away  from,  535  ;  God  reconciled  in  him,  460  ;  Gut  - 
Head.  602";  in  heaven  and  on  earth,  330  ;  our  hope,  57  ;  horn  of  salvation, 
314;  hosanna  to,  301  ;  humanity,  188,292,  301,662;  human  frame,  404;  hu- 
miliation and  exaltation,  321,  363,  425;  incarnation,  114,  198,  299:  infancy 
of,  512,  659;  intercession,  395,525;  Israel's  consolation,  602 ;  invitation  to 
sinners,  357,  577,  686—689;  invitation  answered,  690,  437,  326;  Jehovah, 
561  ;  jov  at  his  birth,  510,  658;  judge,  198,  652.  761  ;  king,  522,— of  glorv, 
665;  at"  his  table,  323;  kingdom,  159,  200,  303,  523,  730;  Lamb  of  God, 
291,  304,  321,  524;  life,  668;  life  in.  561;  lifted  up,  349;  light,  302;  lives, 
0  ;  longing  to  praise  him  better,  377  ;  love,  to  his  church,  299,  325, 
331; — dying,  476  ; — to  his  enemies,  105,  220; — in  the  heart,  360; — supreme 
to,  569;  looking  on  him,  432 ;— to  him,  349;  Mediator,  162,  438;  and  Mel- 
Chisedec,  221  ;  memorial  of,  477,  663;  merits,  460;  Messiah,  200,221,  381, 
319,  508  ;  mighty  God,  561,  299  ;  ministry  of,  512,  659  ;  miracles  of,  454  ;  and 
Moses,  313  ;  morning-star,  314  ;  names  of,  369  ;  nativity  of,  292,  509,  658  ; 
natures,  two,  301  ;  obedience  and  death,  155  ;  obeyed  or  resisted,  340  ;  offices 
of,  452,  371;  pardon  and  strength  from,  489, — ami  sanctification,  428  ;  pas- 
S,  155  (See  Sufferings  of)  ;  passover,  464  ;  physician,  580,  349;  pilot, 
Pitied  mankind,  422  ;  power  and  grace,  221  ;  praised,  401,  422,  399,  520 
—532, 666, 671, 767;  precious,  670  ;  pn  135;  priest.  221-2,  381,  445  ; 

and  king,  320;  and  prophet,  452;  prophecies  and  types  of,  454 ;  provider, 
552;  ransom,  114,  155;  Redeemer,  4-22,  520,525,569;  redemption  bv.  421, 
342 :  refuge,  559,  600 ;  regard  for  children,  606  ;  reign  of,  523,  723. 

tlso  Kingdom  of)  ;  rejected  by  the  Jews,  363-4  ;  relieved  in  his  members, 
remembrance  of,  477,  664  ;  resurrection,  418,  420,518-20,664  ;  revealed 
to  bases,  298;  Righteousness,  342,  562;  and  strength,  157,  335,  347;   rock 
of  agi  ifice,  114,  457  (See  Blood,  Atonement,  &c.)  ;  safety  | 

salvation   by,    179,  233;    saints   in    his  hands,    362  ;  our  sanctifica'ti 
349  ;  Saviour,  335,  61  - ;  and  Satan  at  enmity  ,  34%  sent  by  the  Father,  343; 
.  shield,  275;  sleeping   in.  759;  sen   of  David,  301;  son 
of  God.  132,  40i  ;  song  of  believers,  566  ;  sovereign,  198;  stone,  living,  233, 
strength,  300,   157,  159,  substance  of  the  tvpes,  381;  sufferings,  67,  152-6 


NEW  INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS.  1& 

379,  432, 516,  662,  484  ;  sun  of  glory,  724  ;  of  righteousness,  81,  451 ;  teaching 
of,  659 ;  temptation  of,  356  ;  titles  of,  369 ,  transfiguration,  514,  660 ;  triumph 
of,  306,  522,  665,  730 ;  trust  in,  558,  712  (See  Faith,  in)  ;  types  of,  454,  508 ; 
unchangeable  love,  299;  union  to,  398,  699;  unseen,  yet  beloved,  347  j 
value  of,  347  ;  victory  over  sin,  &c,  487,  444,  422 ; — over  Satan,  428  ;  vision 
of,  419,  387,  304  ;  way,  truth,  &c,  668  ;  wept  over  Jerusalem,  514,  660  ;  wis- 
dom of  God,  339,— and  power  of  God,  480;  our  wfsdom,  &c,  342;  wonder- 
ful, 299  ;  world  subjected  to,  322  ;  worshipped,  291,  301,  304,  321,  404,  519— 
523,  665  ;  worthy  the  Lamb,  524,  699;  youth  invited  to,  607 ;  zeal  of,  156. 

Christian,  71,  365;  aged,  157-8;  almost,  465;  in  darkness,  537,  540  ;  dignity  and 
happiness  of,  572 ;  dying,  756 ;  farewell  of,  648 ;  fellowship,  reception  into, 
741 ;  friends,  627 ;  happy,  696  ;  led  to  heaven,  216;  love,  697 ;  race,  312  ;  re- 
ligion, excellency  of,  452 ;  resurrection  of,  763-4 ;  soldier,  563,  718 ;  song, 
571 ;  virtues,  467;  warfare,  421,  718.     See  Saints. 

Christianity.     See  Oospcl. 

Ciristmas,  509—512,  656—658.     See  Christ. 

Church,  afflicted,  163,  172,  601;  beauty  in  the  eyes  of  Christ,  328 ;  birth-place 
of  the  saints,  180;  bride  of  Christ,  119,325;  built  on  Christ,  232;  conversing, 
&c.  with  Christ,  324-6 ;  and  Christ,  120 ;  Christ  the  refuge  of,  600 ;  our  de- 
limit, 93  ;  espousals  to  Christ,  327  ;  founded  in  blood,  616  ;  garden  of  Christ, 
3-2-i;  gathered  and  settled,  258;  of  the  Gentiles,  119;  and  God,  176;  God's 
care  of,  60,  261,  309,  412,  616;  God  fights  for  her,  121;  God's  garden,  191; 
God  present  in,  176  ;  God  terrible  to  her  enemies,  166  ;  going  to,  249  ;  of  the 
Jews  and  Gentiles,  180;  its  future  increase,  616,  622,  723-30;  joining  a, 
740-1,  600  ;  love  to,  742  ;  militant,  698  ;  persecuted,  104,  117,  163,  174  ;  prayer 
of,  heard,  205,  216;  restoration  of,  726;  safety  of,  192,  295,  121;  safety 
and  honour  of  a  nation,  123;  seeking  Christ,  324;  welcome  to  it,  741  ;  wor- 
ship and  order,  123.     See  Saints. 

Churches  at  Ephesus,  &x.,  602-5. 

Circumcision,  abolished,  453  ;  and  baptism,  450. 

Close,  of  worship,  587,  738 ;  of  the  year,  640. 

Coldness  lamented,  394,  469,  701. 

Colonies  planted,  219. 

Collection,  charitable,  623. 

Comfort,  breathed  after,  242;  in  covenant  with  Christ,  397;  in  sorrows,  403, 
413,712;  true  and  false,  534;  from  the  word,  238.  Comforts,  Gospel,  715  j 
of  life  blest,  254.      See  Afflictions,  Joys. 

Comforter,  3l>6,  540,  574  ;  invoked,  673,  706. 

Communun  with  Christ,  382;  and  with  saints,  475,  214;  with  God,  235,  142 
See  Sacrament. 

Compassion  of  Christ,  488.     See  Christ,  Ood. 

Condescension,  of  Christ,  62  ;  of  God,  61,  275,  400. 

Conference,  religious,  584,  745,  737. 

Confession  of  sin,  133,  97,  348  ;  conscience  relieved  by,  99. 

Confidence  in  God,  565. 

Conflict,  spiritual,  541,  538,  705. 

Conscience,  good,  709;  guilt  of,  relieved,  110;  pleasures  of  a  good,  408;  isoura 
and  awakened,  350  ;  tenderness  of,  242. 

Consilation  under  bereavement,  757  ;  prayer  for,  713.     See  Affliction. 

Constancy  in  the  gospel,  376,  536. 

Consuming  fire,  God  a,  311. 

Contention,  complaint  of,  246;  and  love,  358. 

Contentment,  551 ;  prayer  for,  709-10. 

Contrite  heart,  707. 

Conversion,  528-31,  690-3  ;  delay  of,  679,  337-8;  difficulty  of  it,  467;  display  of 
grace,  253;  joy  of,  103,  531,  695;  joy  of  heaven,  343,  696 ;  of  the  world,  734. 

Convert,  new,  533,  695. 

Conviction  of  sin,  528,  529,  690,  691 ;  by  the  cross  of  Christ,  423,  432 ;  by  the  law, 
350,  340. 

Correction  for  sin,  216. 

Corner-stone,  Christ  a,  232,  234. 

Coronation  of  Christ,  521,  327. 

Corruption  of  manners,  67. 

Corrupt  nature  from  Adam,  450,  655. 

Country,  our,  the  care  of  heaven,  84  ;  happy,  275. 

Courage,  in  affliction,  245;  in  Christian  warfare,  421,  718;  in  death,  73,413,710. 

Covenant,  with  Abraham,  212;  with  Christ,  180;  blessings  of  the  new,  675;  chil- 
dren in,  349,  606;  comfort  in,  397  ;  engagements,  600  ;  everlasting,  601 :  of 
grace,  sure,  183  ;  hope  in,  362 ;  joining  in  with  God,  740 ;  new,  sealed,  475. 

Covetousness,  304,  407,  436. 

Creation,  506,  459,  417 ;  of  man,  269 ;  new,  451,  341 ;  and  providence,  99,  104. 
209,  230;  and  grace,  266;  and  redemption,  262,  395;  preservation,  &c.  or 
the  world,  381. 

Creator,  God  the,  506  ;  Christ  the,  292 ;  praise  to,  201. 

Creatures,  God  above  them,  334;  love  of,  dangerous,  402;  praising  God,  282-6 ; 
vain,  and  God  all-sufficient,  100;  vanity  of,  459. 

Cross  of  Christ,  349,  353,  662-3  (See  Christ) ;  bearing  the,  550,  700;  crucifixion  to 


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the  world  by,  478  3  our  glory,  486;  rejoicing  before,  6G3  3  repentance  at  the, 
439,  379  ;  way  to  the  crown,  716 ;  welcomed,  701. 

Crown  of  the  saint  in  glory,  716. 

Crucifixion  to  the  world,  478. 

Curse  of  the  fall,  346. 

Custom  in  sin,  466. 

DANGERS,  of  our  earthly  pilgrimage,  405,  407,  558  ;  of  love  to  creatures,  402; 

of  sinners  delaying  repentance,  682. 
Darkness,  537-9,  708  ;  God's  presence,  light  in,  406  ;  hope  in,  68,  543;  joy  return- 
ing, 708  ;  of  Providence,  441,  548 ;  spirit  addressed  in,  540. 
Day,  of  grace  and  hope,  337  ;  of  judgment,  653,  761 ;  of  Pentecost,  672. 
Days  of  man  few,  397. 

Dead,  in  the  Lord,  blessed,  301,  755 ;  and  the  living,  where  ?  755  ;  to  sin  by  the 
cross,  346. 

Death,  184;  appointed  to  all,  643;  and  burial  of  saints,  375,  757;  of  children, 
646  ;  of  Christ,  516  ;  courage  in,  73,  413,  710  ;  deliverance  from  it,  96,  2J2  ; 
desirable,  306,  411,  644;  dreadful  or  delightful,  404 :  easy  by  the  sight  of 
Christ,  392,  483  ;  and  of  heaven,  413;  effect  of  sin,  '187;  and  eternity,  390; 
fear  of,  adverted  to,  393,  414 ;  no  fear  in,  710 ;  fervent  desires  in  view  of, 
754  ;  of  friends,  pious,  648,  757  ;  gain  to  a  believer,  649 ;  and  glory,  348,  411  ; 
God's  presence  in,  403,  445,  754 ;  happy,  302,  757-8 ;  issues  of  life  and,  679 ; 
of  ministers,  698,  760  ;  preparation  for,  187,  306,  412  ;  and  resurrection,  125, 
184,441;  of  saints,  648,  757;  of  a  saint  and  a  sinner,  645;  of  a  sinner, 
375  ;  a  rich,  126  ;  of  a  sister,  758 ;  triumphed  over,  294,  301,  441,  756  ;  warn- 
ing to  prepare  for,  643,  760,  412  ;  welcomed,  644  ;  of  a  young  person,  647. 

Deceitfulness,  of  sin,  461 ;  of  the  world,  402. 

Decrees  of  God,  434.  506,  351,  298. 

Dedication,  self,  236',  422;  social,  692;  of  a  house  of  worship,  594. 

Deity  of  Christ,  292,  404. 

Delay  of  sinners,  643,  681-2,  337-8. 

Delight,  in  the  church,  93,  175;  in  Christ,  382;  in  God,  77,  143,  161,  398;  in  the 
scriptures,  237,  239  ;  in  worship,  143,  175,  177,  382. 

Deliverance,  begun  and  completed,  178  ;  breathed  after,  242  ;  from  death,  96, 232  ; 
from  despair,  76, 256  :  from  distress  of  soul,  113  ;  from  enemies  spiritual,  424  ; 
from  persecution,  135,  194;  praise  for,  103;  from  shipwreck,  218;  from 
slander,  96;  surprising,  253;  and  submission,  358;  from  temptation,  194; 
from  a  tumult,  231.     See  Enemies,  Church,  Salvation. 

Depart!  435,  439. 

Departure  from  Christ,  resolution  against,  535,  557. 

Depravity,  70,  133,  &c,  318,  450,  655. 

Dependence,  633.     See  Faith. 

Desertion,  and  distress  of  soul,  68,  92 ;  and  hope,  116  ;  and  temptation,  468. 

Despair,  and  hope  in  death,  75;  deliverance  from,  76,  256. 

Despondency,  538  ;  cheered,  543,  426  3  reproved,  308-9. 

Devil.     See  Satan,  Victory. 

Devotedness,  708,  235-6,  -230. 

Devotion,  235,  584,  382,  394;  daily,  137;  and  nightly,  261;  sick-bed,  112.  See 
Morning,  Evening,  and  Lord's  Day. 

Disease,  sin  a,  463. 

Dismission,  587,  738. 

Dissolution  of  the  world,  381. 

Distance  from  God  loved,  466. 

Distinguishing  love,  433. 

Distress  of  soul  relieved,  708,  712. 

Dominion  of  God,  209,  506,  414 ;  over  the  sea,  416. 

Doubts  and  fears — folly  of,  708 ;  scattered,  418 }  suppressed,  56. 

Doxologies,  288,  &c,  492,  &c,  775-6. 

Dragon  and  Michael,  319. 

Dry  bones,  vision  of,  578. 

Drunkard  and  glutton,  217. 

Dullness  complained  of,  389,  394. 

Duties,  daily,  633 ;  to  God  and  man,  71. 

Dwelling  with  God,  89.     See  Heaven. 

EARTH  and  heaven,  380,  405  3  no  rest  on,  459 ;  paradise  on,  409. 

Earthly  joys  forsaken,  380. 

Education,  religious,  102,  169. 

Effusion  of  the  Spirit,  458,  672. 

Egypt's  plagues,  213. 

Election,  298-9,  601,  341,  316,  351. 

Emmanuel,  367,  420,  461,  511,  553,  562. 

End  of  the  world,  469,  766. 

Enemies,  love  to,  105,  220. 

Enmity,  of  the  carnal  mind,  318;  of  Satan  to  Christ,  346. 

Envy  and  unbelief  cured,  108. 

Epiphanu,  659. 

Eternity  of  Christ,  292,  339  ;  and  death,  390  ;  of  God,  383,  414.  191,  185  ;  Joy-Ailly 
anticipated,  642 ;  serious  prospect  of,  641;  succeeding  life,  407;  a  thought 
of,  751. 


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Evening,  and  more  ing  psalms  and  hymns,  57,  261.  332,  377-8,  631,  747  3  of  Lord's 
day, 736;  Saturday,  735. 

Evidences  of  grace,  92,  359,  270. 

Exaltation  of  Christ,  5 !,  84,  154.     See  Christ. 

Example,  of  Christ,  455,  513,  6G9  ;  of  saints,  456,  533. 

Excellencies  of  Christ,  357,  556,  671. 

Excellency  of  religion,  452. 

Exhortation,  to  praise  God,  720;  to  prayer,  590;  to  repentance,  681-2;  against 
a  sectarian  spirit,  698  ;  to  seek  God,  677. 

Expostulation,  576,  &.C.,  685,  &c. 

Exultation  in  the  reign  of  Christ,  122. 

FAITH,  adores  the  divine  glories,  427  ;  of  assurance,  345,  544,  562;  assisted  by 
sense  or  preaching.  &c,  456 ;  in  Christ  our  sacrifice,  457,  562 ;  encouraged 
by  example,  533;  evidence  of  things  unseen,  353,  451;  fainting,  538;  in 
God,  141 ;  and  knowledge  of  Christ,  347,  345  ;  living  and  dead,  363  ;  joy  of, 
467;  for  pardon,  &cc.  in  Christ,  428;  power  of,  532,  701;  preciousness  of 
532  :  triumphing  in  Christ,  300  ;  and  unbelief,  449  ;  walking  by,  451. 

Faith fulness,  of  Christ,  712 ;  of  God,  181, 415, 410. 

Fall,  of  angels  and  men,  388;  of  man,  508,  655,  318;  and  recovery,  346,  421. 

Falsehood  and  blasphemy.  68. 

Family  blessings,  255 ;  government,  203;  love  and  worship,  260,  629. 

Father,  God  our,  322,  629. 

Farewell,  Christian's,  648  ;  missionary's,  732 ;  to  missionaries,  732 ;  to  the  world, 
566. 

Fast,  591-2  ;  for  revival,  747. 

Fear,  of  death  (See  Death) ;  of  God,  80,  249,  697. 

Fearful  encouraged,  548. 

Fears,  see  Doubts. 

Feast  of  the  Gospel,  294,  431-2. 

Fellowship,  reception  into,  741.    See  Communion. 

Few  saved,  467. 

Finished.'  444,  516,  613. 

Flatten/  and  deceit  complained  of,  68. 

Flesh,  and  blood  of  Christ,  484,  611  (.See  Christ,  Bread)  ;  and  fin  mortified,  467, 
359  ;  and  spirit,  457  ;  our  tabernacle,  348. 

Fulli  wing  Jesus,  693. 

Folly  of  mankind,  70,  393,  125  ;  of  sin,  463 

Food,  spiritual,  295,  324,  382,  740. 

Fools  made  wise,  70. 

Forbearance  of  God,  438. 

Forerunner,  Christ  a,  693. 

Foretaste  of  heaven,  391. 

Forgiveness,  of  injuries,  or  "  love,  &c,"  359  j  of  sin  upon  confession,  97. 

Formal  worship,  or  hypocrisy,  128,  361. 

Fou  :t,j,,>,  Christ  a,  614,  667,  368  ;  opened  for  sin,  689. 

Fortitude,  holy,  563,421. 

Frailty,  and  folly,  393;  of  life,  676,  385,  275,  186. 

Free  grace,  298,  687. 

Fretful ness  cured,  108. 

Frici  ds,  meeting  and  parting,  627  ;  death  of,  648. 

Friendship,  260,  627. 

Fruits,  tvf  Christ's  death,  86;  of  faith,  363;  of  holiness  and  grace,  359;  of  the 
Spirit,  344. 

Funeral,  650,  750,  760,  412,  184,  293,  301.    See  Death,  Saints. 

OE.XTILES,  Abraham's  blessing  on,  319,  349  ;  called,  147;  Christ  revealed  to, 
297  ;  church  of,  119;  given  to  Christ,  159;  gathering  of,  721 ;  owning  God, 
197. 

Gethsemane,  515,  661. 

Glorified  martyrs,  310  ;  body,  441. 

Glory  of  Christ,  118,429;  of  the  church,  726  ;  of  God  in  creation,  &.c,  209;  in 
redemption,  523 ;  to  God  in  the  highest,  767.  See  Christ,  God,  Gospel,  Grace, 
Zion. 

Glorying  in  the  cross,  486,  536. 

Glutton  and  drunkard,  217. 

Gnu,  absence  of,  forever  intolerable,  439  ;  all  in  all,  431,  254  ;  almighty,  655,  192, 
198;  all-seeing,  268;  all-sufficient,  100-1;  attributes  specified,  106,  470-2; 
avenger  of  saints,  444  ;  our  banner,  552 ;  being  of,  505  ;  care  of  saints,  60,  89, 
102,  138;  in  the  church,  176,  180;  creation  and  providence,  100,200,  209; 
Creator,  506,  201,  374;  of  man,  269  j  and  Redeemer,  395;  compassion  of, 
207,  277;  condescension,  61,  225,400;  confidence  in,  565;  consuming  fire, 
311  ;  controversy,  592;  decrees,  506;  deeds  of,  recounted,  169;  our  defence 
from  sin,  56  ;  defence  of  Zion,  616  ;  our  delight,  398  ;  dominion  of,  209,  414, 
471,  506  ;  dwelling  with,  89  ;  d  wells  with  the  humble,  337  ;  eternity,  383,  414, 
191,  186;  exalted  abave  creatures,  331;  faithfulness,  181,  410,  415,397-8; 
Father,  322,  472,  589 ;  fear  of,  80,  242,  697  ;  glories  above  reason,  427 ;  glo- 
rified in  Christ,  401 ;  in  the  gospel,  449;  the  salvation  of  sinners  by  Christ, 
152,  655-6;  glory  in  creation  and  providence,  209;  and  redemption,  395;  in 


22  NEW  INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 

redemption,  523 ;  glory  and  defence  of  Zion,  412;  goodness  of,  277,  236,  505, 
152,  639  ;  governing,  148  ;  grace,  318,  401,  31 1,  438  ;  peatness  of,  27(1,  225-6  ; 
guide  of  the  pilgrim,  563;  our  happiness,  431  ;  hearer  of  prayer,  631  ;  holi- 
ness of,  201,  334-6;  hope  and  help,  273,  67,  93,  161  j  house"  of,  loved  and 
longed  for,  175-7;  incarnate,  292,  460;  incomprehensible,  427,  473;  invis- 
ible, 380,  470;  invocation  to,  as  Father,  Son,  iscc,  574;  judge,  64,  1 
Christ)  ;  just,  336,  64,  77  ;  justice  glorified  in  mercy,  655  ;  kingdom  supreme, 
174,  444,  506;  love  in  sending  his  Son,  437,  343;  love  to,  397,  708;  makes 
men  happy,  52,  555;  loves  the  righteous,  and  abhors  the  wicked,  66,  235; 
majesty  of,  107,  181,  192,  225;  terrible,  387;  merciful  in  chastisement,  207; 
mercy,  264,  655,  311,438;  mercies  of,  acknowledged,  298,  554;  innumerable, 
272  ;  name  proclaimed,  507  ;  of  nature  and  grace,  106  ;  omnipotent,  65."> ;  om- 
nipresent, 270  ;  omniscient,  270 ;  panting  after,  116;  patience  of,  4iy,  438; 
peace  from,  554;  perfections,  106,  283,264,470-2;  507,  655-6;  our  portion, 
57,  161,431;  power  and  majesty,  655,  192;  and  goodness,  423;  and  Zion's 
safety,  192;  praised,  194,  2d4,  279,  417,  720,  760-8  ;  praise  due  to,  not  to 
idols,  262;  presence,  light  in  darkness,  406 ;  rejoiced  in,  431  ;  our  preserver, 
248,  314,  139,  267,  377  ;  providence,  106,  147,  It  9,  2?0  ;  mysterious,  548,  162  ; 
our  provider,  552  ;  purposes  of,  506,  548  ;  reconciled  in  Christ,  460  ;  refuge  of 
the  church,  121,601;  in  trouble,  66,  78,  136,  188;  regard  to  the  pious,  580; 
rewarder,  77;  rising  to  God,  700,  567;  safety  in,  565,  141;  Saviour,  335; 
searches  the  heart,  268-70,  361  ;  seeking  him,  144;  our  shepherd,  87,  564  ; 
sight  of  him,  387  ;  sovereign,  191,  351,506  ;  our  sun  and  shield,  176  ;  supreme, 
174,444;  terrible  to  sinners,  367;  thunderer,  411 ;  Trinity,  492,  394-5,  574, 
775-6  ;  the  true,  227 ;  trust  in,  141,  552,  555,  565  ;  truth  of,  410,  278,  139,  183, 
267,  201 ;  unchangeable,  414,  191-2;  unity,  262,  395,  492;  vengeance  of,  400  ; 
and  compassion,  150  ;  walking  with,  547  ;  wisdom,  Christ  the,  480;  in  form- 
ing man,  271 ;  in  his  works,  222;  word  (See  Scriptures);  works  wondrous, 
263;  worshipped  with  reverence,  201 ;  wrath  of,  311,  761. 

Ooodness  of  God,  277,  505.     See  God,  Grace. 

Gospel,  attested  by  miracles,  454  ;  a  blessed,  182;  blessedness  of  hearing  it,  297  ; 
comforts,  715;  command  to  preach  it,  357;  constancy  in,  536,  376;  exem- 
plification of,  359  ;  glorifies  God,  449  ;  invitation  of,  294,  357,  686-9  ;  and  law, 
352,  446,  340  ;  no  liberty  to  sin,  346,  359,  363  ;  ministry  of,  597, 297  ;  mvsteries 
of,  298,  353;  power  of,  455,120,  221;  praise  for,  199;  sinned  against,  352; 
spread  of,  159,  619,  727  ;  success  of,  in  early  ages,  458  ;  success  various,  353  ; 
times  happy,  297;  treasure  in  earthen  vessels,  597 ;  worship  and  order,  123. 

Government,  of  Christ,  119;  of  God,  148;  from  God,  165,  174,  461. 

Grace,  adopting,  322  ;  converting,  466, 579  ;  covenant  of,  sure,  183  ;  electing,  316, 
351 :  evidences  of,  92 ;  free,  687  ;  in  revealing  Christ,  298 ;  glorious  change 
produced  by  it,  253-4,  531 ;  and  glory,  198,  401,  489  ;  and  holiness,  359  ;  jus- 
tifies, 340;  and  law,  340;  and  nature,  state  of,  345;  necessity  of  renewing, 
527,  341 ;  pardoning,  256 ;  preserving,  314  ;  proffered,  296  ;  quickening,  245 ; 
restoring  and  preserving,  267 ;  salvation  by,  694,  361,  348;  sovereignty  of, 
298;  tried,  252,  148;  truth  and  protection,  139. 

Graces  of  the  Spirit,  or  beatitudes,  344. 

Gratitude,  554,  556,  208. 

Greatness  of  God,  276.     See  God. 

Guide,  God  a,  563. 

Guilt  confessed,  133,  110,  97. 

HABITS  or  custom  in  sin,  466. 

Happiness,  in  God,  696,  431,  277,  254,  206,  102,  144,87,  57;  of  love  to  God,  397; 
of  regeneration,  531,  695 ;  of  a  saint,  572,  696. 

Harvest,  148,  280-1,  636  ;  past,  680. 

Hatred  and  love,  358. 

Health,  sickness,  &c,  59,  95 ;  prayed  for,  112-13 ;  preserved  by  God,  385 ;  restored, 
317,  229,  95. 

Heart,  changed,  531 ;  change  of,  prayed  for,  527;  Christ  in  the,  360;  contrite, 
707  ;  hard,  complained  of,  434  ;  healed  by  mercy,  530 ;  known  to  God,  268, 
361 ;  purity  of,  makes  happy,  234. 

Heathen  perishing,  720,  &c.     See  Gentiles. 

Heaven,  345,  310,  751 ;  anticipated,  644  ;  desired,  187,  753,  567  ;  difficulty  of  going 
to,  467  ;  dwelling-place  of  Christ  and  God,  387  ;  of  saints,  90,  310,  717  ;  and 
earth,  405  ;  happiness  of,  677,  752 ;  hope  of,  by  Christ,  305  ;  our  support  on 
earth,  413;  makes  death  easy,  413  ;  joy  of,  over  conversions,  343.  696;  in- 
visible and  holy,  345  ;  meditation  of,  467  ;  prepared  for,  306  ;  sin  and  misery 
not  there,  426;  society  blessed  in,  393;  strength  from,  308;  view  of,  568, 
716-17  ;  worship  of,  humble,  415. 

Heaven  hi,  Jerusalem,  752;  joy  on  earth,  391,  409;  mindedness,  408,695;  rest, 
752,  413. 

Heavens  declare  God's  glory,  81. 

Heari.-linien  invited,  357,  686-8. 

Hell,  or  vengeance  of  God,  400 ;  holy  fear  of  it,  439 ;  and  judgment,  312 ;  victorj 
over,  Christ's,  487. 

Help,  prayer  for,  693. 

Helpless,  God  the  hope  of,  273 

Hinder  me  nc*,  692. 


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NEW  INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS.  23 

Holiness,  and  comfort  from  the  word,  238  ;  conflict  with  sin,  541 ;  earnestly  de- 
sired, 241,  691 ;  forbids  sin,  359  ;  of  God,  201  (See  God) ;  and  grace,  359  j  ne- 
cessary, 345 ;  and  peace  encouraged,  104. 

Holy  Spirit,  absence  feared  and  deprecated,  689;  earnestly  desired,  394,  527, 
672-3,  725;  effusions  of,  458,  672;  fruits  of,  344;  gift  of,  at  Christ's  ascen- 
sion, 151 ;  influences  experienced,  531  ;  operations  and  power  of,  453,  341  ; 
sealing  and  witnessing,  366  ;  teaching  of,  with  the  word,  240,  582. 

Hope,  in  afflictions,  116,  714  ;  in  the  covenant,  or  the  anchor  of  the  soul,  362  ;  in 
darkness  and  desertion,  68,  116;  encouraged,  543;  in  God,  161 ;  of  heaven 
by  Christ,  305  ;  support  in  trial,  413  ;  life  the  day  of,  337 ;  lively,  and  gracious 
fear,  544  ;  of  resurrection,  73-5. 

Hosanna,  of  children,  63;  to  Christ,  301,  495;  for  Lord's  day,  232,  735. 

House  of  God,  258  ;  going  to,  249  ;  longed  for,  177. 

Humanity  of  Christ,  292,  662.     See  Christ. 

Humiliation  of  Christ,  321,  363. 

Humility,  God  dwells  with,  337;  in  heaven,  415;  and  meekness  blessed,  344  j 
and  pride  contrasted,  or  the  Pharisee,  &c,  358 ;  and  submission,  258. 

Husbandman's  Psalm,  148. 

Hypocrisy  exposed,  128 ;  judgment  of,  127  ;  and  sincerity,  361. 

Hypocrite  or  almost  Christian,  465-6. 

IMMORTALITY  recognized,  73-5,  411-14,  651,  679,  751-66. 

Impenitence,  449.     See  Sin,  Sinner. 

Importance,  of  religion,  634,  675;  of  time,  640,  678,  337,  407. 

Incarnation  of  Christ,  198,  292,  510.     See  Christ. 

Incomprehensible  God,  427,  473. 

Inconstancy  in  religion,  536,  541,  385-6. 

Indwelling  sin  lamented,  350. 

Infants,  646,  738.     See  Children. 

Influences,  divine,  531,  453.     See  Holy  Spirit. 

Ingratitude  to  divine  goodness,  419. 

Inspiration,  462. 

Instruction,  divine,  91 ;  from  the  Scriptures,  236,  &'   }  of  the  young,  102. 

Intemperance,  217,  170. 

Intercession  of  Christ,  395,  525. 

Invisible  God,  389. 

Invitation  of  Christ  and  the  Gospel,  357,  294,  686-9. 

Invocation  tr  Father,  Son,  &c,  574,  737.    See  Holy  Spirit. 

Issues  of  life  >nd  death,  679. 

Israel,  led  ft  n  Egypt,  168,  216,  227;  rebellion  of,  169;  punished,  215;  resto- 
ration of,  727 

JEHOVAH  .'aigns,  191 ;  Jesus,  561;  Jireh,552;  Nissi,552;  Rophi,553;  Shalom, 
554. 

Jerusalem,  heavenly,  752;  wept  over,  514,  660. 

Jesus,  deare*.    )f  names,  460,  670-1      See  Christ. 

Jews.     See  Israel. 

John  the  Baptist,  314. 

Joy,  at  conversion,  696,  343;  of  conversion,  103,  695,  253;  of  faith,  467,  347; 
heavenly  on  earth,  391,  409  ;  spiritual,  restored,  418,  708  ;  in  worship,  250. 

Joys,  carnal,  parted  with,  380;  of  heaven,  345,  752;  of  saints,  547,  696. 

Jubilee,  588,  729. 

Judgment,  jnticipated,  680;  Christ  coming  to,  652,  761-6,  320;  day,  126,  199, 
651,  pi.c.,  761,  &c. ;  prayer  in  view  of,  761;  saints'  confidence  in,  765-6; 
welcomed,  761-2. 

Justice  of  "tod,  336,  64,  77  ;  glorified  in  mercy,  655;  satisfied  by  Christ,  179. 

Justification,  299,  98,  256;  not  by  works,  340,  347. 

KINGDOM,  of  Christ,  159,  200,  303,  523,  729;  of  God,  174,  444,  724;  seek  first 
the,  677.  '  '       ' 

LAMB  that  was  slain,  291,  304;  Moses  and,  313;  worshipped,  321;  worthy 
th-:,  524.     See  Christ. 

Law  of  God  condemns,  340;  convinces  of  sin,  350;  delight  in  it,  237;  and  Gos- 
nel,  446. 

Levitical  priesthood,  fulfilled  in  Christ,  381. 

Liberality,  223-5,  623-7. 

Liberty,  spiritual,  346. 

Life,  the  day  of  grace  and  hope,  337;  a  dream,  &c,  75;  frail,  385,  407,  676, 
issues  of,  679;  short,  184,  188,  334,397;  tree  of,  478;  uncertain,  676;  vanity 
of,  124,  677.  ■".-■". 

Light,  in  darkness  by  the  presence  of  God,  406;  given  to  the  ignorant,  298;  and 
salvation  by  Christ,  314  ;  shining  out  of  darkness,  548. 

Living,  and  the  dead,  where  ?  755 ;  and  dying  with  God  present,  445;  stone, 
Christ  a,  233. 

Long-suffering  of  God,  438,  419. 

Looking,  to  Christ,  349  ;  forward,  702. 

'     d's  Day,  190,  232,  382,  418,  583,  71.  . 

prayer,  589  ;  supper,  474,  611 ,  &c,  663,  &c,  739,  &c. ;  and  baptism,  474.    See 
Sacramental. 

r*ve,  banquet  of,  324,  482 ;  brotherly,  260,  697 ;  and  charity,  359 ;  of  Christian 
friendi,  627;  Christ's  dying,  476;  of  Christ  to  his  church,  331;  to  sinners, 


24  NEW  INDEX  OF  Sl'B.U. 

105  ;  strong,  331 ;  unchangeable,  299  \  to  Christ,  435,  670,  663  :  to  the  church, 

742;  to  creatures  dangerous,  402;  distinguishing,  298,   133;  divine. 

enemies,  105,  220  ;  faith  and  joy,  317  ;  of  Cud,  343,  437  ;  unchangeable,  181  ; 

to  God,  397,  708  ;  inconstant,  3i5  ;  and  our  neighbour,  3.".1  :  and  hatred,  356  ; 

shed  abroad  in  the  heart,  360 ;  peace  and  meekness,  315;  redeeming 

601,  695  ;  religion  vain  without,  300. 
Lukeirarmness,  t 'Do. 
Lydia  and  her  household,  353-4. 
Lying  hated,  203. 

MAGISTR.4TES,  139,  202,  165,  174,  461. 
Majesty  of  God,  107,  181.     See  God. 
Man,  depraved  by  nature,  70,  655;  dominion  of,  63;  fall,  508,  655;  the  merciful, 

115 j  mortal,  407  ;  fall  and  recovery,  346,  421 ;  saved,  and  angels  punished, 

433;  vanity  of,  112;  wickedness  of,  107;  wonderfully  made,  989,  'J71      See 

Life,  Death,  Depravity,  Saints,  Sinners. 
Manna,  313,  546. 
Manners,  corruption  of,  67. 
Marriage,  623. 
Mariner's  psalm,  218. 
Martvrs  elorified,  310,  717. 
Master  of  a  family,  203. 
Mediator,  182,  440.     See  Christ. 

Meditation  of  heaven,  467  ;  and  retirement,  447,  745  ;  on  the  Scriptures,  237. 
Meekness,  344,  356. 
Meeting,  of  friends,  627 ;  missionary,  734  ;  for  prayer,  584, 745  ;  Sahbath  morning, 

Melancholy,  167,  116. 

Melchisedec,  221. 

Mercies,  common  and  spiritual,  152,208,277;  innumerable,  272  ;  and  judgment, 
208;  national,  150,  593,748;  thankfulness  for,  554,  415.  See  God,  Grace, 
Love,  Goodness,  &c. 

Merciful  man,  115. 

Mercy  of  God,  311,  438,  655  ;  endureth  for  ever,  264  ;  implored,  690,  578. 

Merit  disclaimed,  57,  72,  359. 

Messiah,  200,  221 ,  508.     See  Christ. 

Michael's  war,  319. 

Midnight  thoughts,  142,  237. 

Millennium,  618—622,  726. 

Minister,  appointment  of  a,  746;  commission  of,  357;  death  of,  598;  an  aged, 
760  ;  ordination  of,  596  ;  prayer  for  a  sick,  598  ;  watches  for  souls,  746. 

Ministry,  of  angels,  384 ;  of  Christ,  512,  659  ;  of  the  Gospel,  597,  297. 

Miracles,  227,  454. 

Misery,  of  being  without  God,  407  ;  of  life,  397  ;  and  sin  banished  from  heaven, 
426  ;  of  sinners,  234. 

Missionaries,  731-3,  620. 

Missionary,  associations,  734  ;  hymns,  617-24,  720-34,  297,  314,  357,  458  ;  psalms, 
159,  196,  198. 

Moment,  value  of  a,  678. 

Monuncr  psalms  and  hymns,  56,  332,  377-8,  630.     See  Lord's  Day. 

Mortality  of  man,  112,  184-88,  334,  643,  &.C.,  676,  755. 

Mortification  to  the  world,  398,  478. 

Moses,  and  Christ,  313,  317,  352 ;  dying,  403 ;  Joshua  and  Aaron,  443. 

Mountains,  the  three,  663. 

Mourning.     See  Affliction,  Death,  Funeral. 

Mystery,  of  the  Gospel,  298,  353  ;  of  Providence,  1C2,  54S. 

NiMLS,  offices,  &c.  of  Christ,  367,  &c.     See  Christ. 

Narrow  wav,  465,  4  7. 

Nation,  happy,  275  ;  prosperity  of,  150,  219  ;  safety  in  the  church,  123. 

National  mercies,  150,  374,  442,  593,  748. 

Nativity  of  Christ,  292,  508,  658. 

Nature',  corrupt  from  Adam,  313,  450,  boo  ;  and  grace,  345  ;  and  ScriptUie,  79-82, 
238  ;  all  sinners  bv,  70. 

New  birth.  311  ,3ee  Regeneration")  ;  creation,  341,  451  ;  convert,  533,  695;  cove- 
nant blessings,  675;  seal,  475;  Jerusalem,  303  ;  song  of  salvation,  234,  291  ; 
year, 

Nicrht,  243,  261. 

Notr  the  accepted  time,  635.  • 

OBEDIENCE,  better  than  sacrifice,  127  ;  sincere,  98  ;  of  Christ,  loo. 

Offence  not  to  be  given,  356. 

Old  age,  approaching,  649  ;  of  a  Christian,  15S  ;  of  a  sinner,  339. 

ainipresence  and  omniscience,  263-70.     See  God. 
enefil  of,  413.     See  Ji'orship. 

Ordui,.  .  746. 

Original  sin,  133,  655.     See  Depravity,  Sin. 

P.1RDO.Y,  956  :  bought  at  the  price  of  blood,  476;  brought  to  our  senses,  480; 
and  conft  ssion,  97, 134  ;  holiness  and  heaven,  691  ;  and  obedience,  98  ;  plead- 
ing for,  139,  578;  and  strength,  439;  sufficiency  of,  426,  296;  and  sancti- 
L>..iiion  in  Christ,  423;  waiting  for,  90 


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NEW  INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS.  25 

Parents  and  children,  349,  606,  646. 

Passion  of  Christ,  662,  155.     See  Christ. 

Passions,  450,  463,  551. 

Passover,  Christ  our,  464. 

Pastures,  spiritual,  324. 

Patience,  in  affliction,  293,  711,  549,  358  ;  in  darkness,  441 ;  of  God,  419,  438. 

Peace,  of  conscience,  408  ;  with  men  desired,  246. 

Pearl  of  price  unknown,  446. 

Penitent,  690  ;  pleading,  132,  578 ;  restored,  133. 

Pentecost,  day  of,  672. 

Perfection,  none  on  earth,  239. 

Perfections  of  God,  106,  470,  &c.     See  God. 

Persecution,  117,  174,  60,  70,  104,  135,  194. 

Pharisee  and  publican,  358. 

Perseverance,  362,  267,  305,  312,  314. 

Person  of  Christ,  401,  301. 

Pestilence,  preservation  in,  188. 

Petitions,  fervent,  708. 

Physician,  Christ  a,  580,  349. 

Piety,  early,  104,  608.     See  Children. 

Pilgrimage  of  the  saints,  405. 

Pilgrims,  God  the  guide  of,  563  ;  song  of,  567,  702,  718. 

Pisgah,  403. 

Pleasures,  of  a  good  conscience,  408,709;  of  religion,  391,  409;  sinful,  forsaken, 
380;  vain  and  dangerous,  436.     See  Delight. 

Poor,  charity  to  the,  115,  223,  624. 

Popish  idolatry  reproved,  223. 

Power,  of  faith,  532,  701 ;  of  God,  655  (See  God) ;  and  goodness,  423  ;  of  the  Gos- 
pel, 120,  455,  221  ;  of  prayer,  590  ;  and  wisdom  in  Christ  crucified,  480. 

Praise,  to  Christ,  401,  422,  377  (See  Christ);  to  the  Creator,  201,  506 ;  to  God, 
179,  374,  417,  720,  766-68,  278—87  ;  from  angels,  390  ;  from  children,  63  ;  for 
creation,  &c,  209  ;  and  redemption,  395;  for  deliverance,  103,  232  ;  for  Gos- 
pel, J99  ;  for  health,  95,  229  ;  for  prayer  heard,  149  ;  for  protection,  139,  377  ; 
for  providence  and  grace,  106;  for  temporal  blessings,  152;  temptations  over- 
come, 76;   universal,  230,  282-84,417,768. 

Prayer,  what  ?  741;  answered  by  crosses,  540  ;  for  children,  610  ;  for  consolation, 
713  ;  exhortation  to,  590 ;  for  grace  to  quicken,  245 ;  heard,  65,  102,  138,  147, 
149,  308;  for  help,  693,  542,  538-39;  and  hope,  93;  Lord's,  589;  for  pardon, 
holiness,  &c,  691,  132-34  ;  of  a  penitent,  690  ;  power  of,  590  ;  psalm  before, 
194  ;  for  regeneration,  451-52 ;  for  reign  of  Christ,  723  (See  .Missionary 
Hymns);  for  revival,  747  ;  secret,  745;  for  spiritual  healing,  580  ;  and  watch- 
fulness, 542,  705. 

Prayer-meeting,  737,  745. 

Preaching,  baptism,  <fcc,  456;  different  success  of,  353. 

Predestination.     See  Election. 

Presence  of  Christ,  435,  3d2  :  of  God,  431,  406,  445. 

Preservation,  248,  377,  314,  121.     Preserver,  God  our,  385,  267.     See  God. 

Pride,  and  death,  125  ;  and  humility,  357. 

Priesthood  of  Christ,  221,  381.     See  Christ. 

Prodigal  repenting,  354,  696. 

Professors,  false,  entreated,  577. 

Promises,  to  Abraham,  349, 212 ;  to  believers,  &c,  606  ;  of  the  covenant,  309,  349 ; 
pleaded,  241 ;  our  security,  397,  410,  415  ;  and  threatenings,  173  ;  unchange- 
able, 362. 

Prophecies  and  types  of  Christ,  454  ;  and  inspiration,  462. 

Prosperity  dangerous,  137,  436,  110,  124,  157,  160-62;  temporal  and  spiritual,  150. 

Providence,  147,  209,  280,  401  ;  affliction  under,  334  ;  darkness  of,  441 ;  mystery 
of,  162,  548;  recorded,  169,216;  submission  to,  293,  549,  711;  wisdom  and 
equity  of,  64. 

Prudence  and  zeal,  111. 

Punishment,  and  pardon,  215 ;  for  sin,  51-66,  343,  352,  652.     See  Judgment. 

Purity,  of  heart,  blessed,  234;  in  heaven,  345-46 

Purposes  of  God,  506,  548. 

RACE,  Christian,  312. 

Rain,  148,  636. 

Ransomed  of  the  Lord,  718. 

Reason  humbled,  427. 

Reconciliation  in  Christ,  460,  554. 

Recovery,  from  sickness,  229.     See  Fall 

Redeemed  in  heaven,  716-17. 

Redeemer,  520-25,  560.     See  Christ. 

Redeeming  love,  526,  601,  695. 

Redemption,  391,  395,  421,  523  ;  fulness  of,  694. 

Refuge,  Christ  a,  553,  600  ;  in  God,  66,  76,  136,  188. 

Regeneration,  341  ;  happiness  of,  531 ;  necessity  of,  527,  341 ;  prayer  for,  132, 
451-52  ;  vital  union  to  Christ  in,  699 ;  work  of  the  Spirit,  453. 

Reign  of  Christ,  523,  728-30.     See  Christ. 

Religion  all  in  all,  should  be,  675;  duties  of,  359,  467  ;  excellency  of,  452,  675; 


26  NEW  INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 

genuine,  71 ;  hypocritical,  361,  534  ;  one  thing  needful,  634,  675 ;  pleasures 
of  it,  391,  409,  695-97;  revival  of,  hoped  for,  579;  prayed  for,  747;  vain, 
without  love,  360;  in  words  and  deeds,  109,  115,  223. 

Remembrance  of  Christ,  477,  664. 

Repentance,  command  of  God,  682  ;  confession,  &c,  528,  690;  at  the  cross,  379, 
439;  and  faith  in  the  blood  of  Christ,  135;  from  God's  goodness  and  pa- 
tience, 419,  438;  and  impenitence,  449;  gives  joy  to  heaven,  343,  696 ; 
justification  and  sanctification,  98  ;  of  the  prodigal,  354,  696. 

Resignation,  251,  549-50,  711. 

Resolutions,  holy,  244. 

Rest,  none  on  earth,  459,  679  ;  in  heaven,  310,  426,  752. 

Resurrection,  650,  441 ;  of  Christ,  518,  664  ;  of  saints,  73,  75,  125,  436,  763-64. 

Retirement,  447,  745. 

Returns  and  backslidings,  385,  708. 

Revival  of  religion,  begun,  178,  672;  hoped  for.  579;  prayed  for,  747. 

Riches,  124,  304,  407,  436. 

Righteousness,  Christ  our,  342,  347,  335,  157,  302;  our  own  insufficient,  4G3. 

Rising  to  God,  700,  567,  380. 

Rock,  God  a,  77,  141 ;  Christ  a,  233 ;  of  ages,  CG8. 

Room  for  penitent  sinners,  682. 

SABBATH,  delightful,  382,  735  (See  Lord's  Day);  morning,  582;  prayer-meet- 
ing, 736 ;  schools,  742-43. 

Sacramental.  474-90,  611-14,  663-71,  739-41,  457,  422,  399,  391,  320-31. 

Sacrifice,  Christ  our,  115,  457.     See  Christ. 

Safety,  of  the  church,  93,  252,  295  ;  in  God,  141 ;  in  disease  and  danger,  188. 

Saints,  adopted,  322,  568  ;  beloved  in  Christ,  316;  characterized,  71,  365;  chas- 
tised, 171,  193;  cheered,  718-19;  communion  with,  475;  death  and  burial 
of,  375;  departing,  756  ;  die,  but  Christ  lives,  205  ;  dwell  in  heaven,  90,  310, 
413,649,752;  example  of,  456,533;  no  fear  in  death,  710  ;  God  their  avenger, 
444,  65  ;  God's  care  of  them,  102,  89,  138,  580  ;  in  the  hands  of  Chi, 
happy,  696,547,391  ;— in  death,  301,  300,  392,  483,  755-57;  here,  have  no 
abiding  city,  703  ;  hope  of,  75  ;  judging  the  world,  287;  pilgrimage  of,  405  ; 
pleading  under  chastisement,  251  ;  safety  of,  67,  412,  555,  565; — in  the  last 
day,  765;  sleeping  in  Jesus,  759;  and  sinners,  portion  of,  51,  75,  110; 
trembling,  encouraged,  715  ;  tried  and  saved,  252, 565  ;  warned  and  exhorted, 
173.     See  Believers,  Church,  Christian,  Death. 

Salvation,  427,  234,  570 ;  by  Christ,  179,  233,  361  :  by  grace,  348,  694 ;  near  ap- 
proach of,  719  ;  neglected,  393.     See  Christ,  Cross,  Orace. 

Sanctification,  98,  428,  342,  345,  453,  296. 

Satan,  464,  69,  346,  319. 

Saturday  evening,  735. 

Saviour,  668.     See  Christ,  Ood. 

Scriptures,  Holy,  80,  236-40,  316,  446  ;  efficacy  of,  581 ;  inspiration  of,  462 ;  law 
and  gospel  in,  446;  and  nature,  79;  value,  582,  674. 

Seasons,  281,  593,  634-39. 

Secret  devotion,  235,  447,  584,  745. 

Sectarian  spirit  rebuked,  698. 

Seed,  sown  in  different  grounds,  587;  of  the  woman,  346,  454. 

Seeking  Christ,  324  ;  God,  93,  142. 

Self-dedication,  236,  422,  692;  denial,  550,700;  examination,  539,  92,  270;  right- 
eousness, 463. 

Sense  assisting  faith,  456. 

Sermon,  hymn  before,  737  ;  after,  738;  psalm  before,  195. 

Serpent,  brazen,  349. 

Servants  of  God,  safe,  565;  should  praise  him,  573;  watchful,  681,  704. 

Shepherd,  Christ  a,  324,  364  ;  God  a,  87,  564. 

Shortness  of  life,  185,  397.     See  Life. 

Sickness,  59,  95,  112,  229,  317. 

Sight  of  Christ,  387,  393-94,  419,  483. 

Simeon's  song,  302,  483. 

Sin,  abhorred,  439;  actual  and  original,  133;  cause  of  Christ's  death,  423,  516; 
confessed,  99,  133,  690,  528 ;  conflict  of,  with  holiness,  541  ;  conviction  of, 
340,  350,  528,  690  ;  custom  in,  466  ;  dead  to,  by  the  cross,  346  ;  deceitfulness 
of,  461 ;  evil  of,  388 ;  folly  and  madness  of,  463  ;  fountain  opened  for,  689 ; 
indwelling,  705,  350  ;  against  law  and  gospel,  352  ;  and  misery  not  in  heaven, 
426  ;  original,  133,  318,  508,  655  ;  pardoned,  97,  345  ;  prayer  for  power  over, 
706 ;  release  from  its  power,  530 ;  renounced,  346 ;  call  to  renounce,  683 ; 
ruin  of  angels  and  men,  388 ;  slavery  of,  346,  530 ;  sorrow  for,  528,  690,  432, 
439 ;  universal,  70. 

Sinai  and  Si on, 462. 

Sincerity,  77,  92,  236,  270,  361,  703. 

Sinner,  alarm  to,  575,  679-83,  751,  761;  awakened,  689-91;  contrasted  with 
saints,  51,  66,  75,  234,  110,  160  ;  death  of  a,  645;  an  aged,  339;  a  rich,  126: 
entreated,  576,  684-89;  excluded  from  heaven,  678;  hastened,  681 ;  invited 
to  Christ,  294,  357,  529,  577,  686-89  ;  pleading  for  mercy,  578,  690 ;  resolving 
to  go  to  Christ,  529;  room  for,  682;  submitting  to  God,  529,  688,  690;  vilest 
may  be  saved,  337  ;  wept  over,  660. 

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NEW  INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS.  27 

Slavery,  of  Satan,  release  from,  342  3  of  sin,  346,  530;  of  the  world,  701. 

Sleeping  in  Jesus,  759. 

Sloth,  complained  of,  389. 

Soldier's  psalm,  79,  140. 

Son  of  God,  404  (See  Christ).    Sons  of  God,  322,  355,  316. 

Song,  of  angels,  292,  510,  657  :  of  believers,  Christ  the,  566  ;  of  the  Christian,  571 ; 

conqueror's,  79;  deliverance  from  distress  of  mind,  113;  of  Hezekiah,  317; 

to  the  Lamb,  291 :  of  Mary,  319  ;  of  Moses  and  the  Lamb,  317  ;  pilgrim's,  567, 

702,  718  ;  of  Simeon,  302,  483  ;  of  Solomon  paraphrased,  323—331 ;   of  Zech- 

arias,  314. 
Sorrow,  godly,  379,  432,  528.    See  Affliction,  Death. 
Soul,  arrayed  for  heaven,  302-3  ;  value  of,  674. 
Sovereignty,  298.     See  Election,  Ood,  Orace. 

Spirit.     (See  Holy  Spirit.)     Spirit  and  flesh,  457;  water  and  blood,  479. 
Spiritual]  apparel,  302;  conflicts,  541 ;  enemies,  56,  76;  food,  294,  4Pt;  healing. 

580  ;  joy,  418 ;  Handedness,  235,  696  ;  sloth,  389,  394 ;  warfare,  275,  421,  718  ; 

washing,  296,  456;  waters,  294. 
Spring,  634. 

Star  of  Bethlehem,  657,  659. 
Storm,  94,  218  ;  the  last,  651. 
Strait  gate,  467. 

Strength,  from  Christ,  157,  300,  335,  489  ;  from  heaven,  308. 
Submission,  to  affliction,  &c,  711,  549,  293;  pleading  with,  251 ;  of  a  sinner  to 

God,  529;  in  Christ,  428-29. 
Success,  of  the  Gospel.  221,  353,  45S,  616,  727  ;  in  life,  254. 
Sufferings  of  Christ,  516,  662.     See  Christ. 
Summer,  281,  636. 

Sun,  of  glory — Christ,  724  ;  of  righteousness,  81,  451. 
Support,  and  counsel  from  God,  73-4 ;  for  the  afflicted,  136,  243 
Surrender  to  infinite  love,  610. 
TABLE,  the  Lord's,  486,  611.     See  Sacramental. 
Teaching,  of  Christ,  659;  of  the  Spirit,  240. 
Te  Deum,  654. 
Temptations,  complaint  in,  69,  468;  hope  in,  36-,  543  ;  overcome,  76;  of  Satan, 

464;  support  in,  56,  136,  194,  558;  watchfulness  in,  542;  three  chief,  436. 
Tempted,  Christ's  compassion  to,  356. 
Testament,  new,  in  the  blood  of  Christ,  475. 
Thankfulness,  554,  556,  208,  230,  232,  251. 
Thanksgiving,  593,  748,  442. 
Throne,  of  God,  192,  415;  of  grace,  440,  395. 
Thunder,  94. 

Tidings,  good,  to  all  people,  658. 
Time,   the   accepted,   685;  importance   of,    640,  678,  337,  407;  short,  403  (See 

L{fe) ;  swiftness  of,  638. 
Tides  of  Christ,  367-73. 
To-day,  195,  576,  643,  681. 
Tongue  governed,  111. 
Transfiguration,  660,  514. 
Tree  of  life,  478,  486. 

Trial,  of  grace,  148,  252  ;  of  the  heart,  92,  268. 
Trinity  praised,  395,  491,  496,  289,  574. 
Triumph,   of  ',,'hrist  over   our  enemies,  306,  487;   over  death,  75,  291,  348;   i» 

God,  77  :  ovsr  temporal  enemies,  78. 
Trust,  in  Christ.  345,  362,  428,  532,  536,  543,  545,  561 ;   in  creatuies,   vain,   141  ; 

in  God,  565,' 57,  87,  100,  141,  552. 
Truth,  grace,  Sec,  139;  praise    for,  278;  and  promises  of  God,  362.  410,  415; 

unchangeable,  181. 
Types  of  Christ,  454,  508 ;  centre  in  Christ,  381. 
UNBELIEF,  danger  of,  343  ;  and  envy,  cured,  108 ;  and  impenitence,  44V»     jf 

Israel,  196  ;  perverts  the  Gospel,  353. 
Unchangeable  God,  414,  191-92,  181. 
Unconverted  state,  466.     See  Sinner. 
Unfruitfulness,  469. 
Union,  and   peace,  260,  697;  to  Christ,  699;  of  saints  on  eartl    and  ;n  uoavtsB, 

462,  698. 
Unity,  of  God,  395,  493,  262;  of  spirit,  698. 
Unregenerate  dtate,  466',  527,  463,  466,  318,  70 
Unseen,  Saviour,  347  ;  things,  353. 
VANITY,  of  creatures,  459;  of  life  and  riches,  121  ;  of  man,  112,  Ie5   275,  Jo4, 

643;  of  religion  without  love,  360;  of  the  world,  380;  of  youth,  3,'.e 
Veil,  looking  within,  456,  467. 
Vengeance  of  God,  150,  166. 
Victory,  of  Christ  over  Satan,  428,  319;  over  death,  75,  318,  756;  ovsr  Ceiijportl 

enemies,  78,  83. 
Virtues,  Christian,  467. 

Vision,  beatific.  719  :  of  the  Lamb.  304,  387,  419 
Vows,  fervent,  708  ;  made  in  trouble,  <fcc,  230. 
WAITING,  for  answer  to  prayer,  257 ;  for  pardon,  90. 

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28  NEW  INDEX  OI   SUBJECTS. 

Walking  with  God,  547. 

Wanderer  entreated,  688. 

Wandering,  affections,  365  ;  thoughts,  361. 

Want*,  God  will  supply,  296. 

War,  78.  83,  140. 

Warfare,  spiritual,  275,  421,  541,  563,  718. 

Warning,  to  saints,  173  ;  to  sinners,  575,  679.     See  Sinners. 

Washing,  spiritual,  296,  456. 

Watchfulness,  704-5,  542,  272,  111. 

Watchful  servants,  Ii81,  704. 

WaUr,  spirit,  &c,  479. 

Waters,  spiritual,  294,  445. 

Way,  Truth,  &c,  Christ  the,  668  ;  broad  and  narrow,  465,  467. 

Weakness,  Christ  our  strength  in,  300,  356. 

Weary  souls  invited,  357,  688. 

Weather,  147,281. 

Welanne  to  the  church,  741,  611  ;  welcoming  the  cross,  701. 

Wcked,  Wickedness.     See  Sin,  Sinner. 

Will,  obstinate.  318. 

Winter,  637,  281. 

Wisdom,  carnal,  humbled,  298  ;  of  God,  222,  271  ;  Christ  the,  339,  480 ;  of  Provl 
(1  price   04 

Witness  of  the  Spirit,  366. 

Word  of  God,  Christ  the,  292.     See  Scriptures. 

Works,  of  creation,  209,  263 ;  of  grace,  280 ;  good,  illustrate  faith,  359  ;  profitmen, 
not  God.  72  ;  not  saving,  348,  361. 

World,  creation  of,  458 ;  conversion  of,  724;  crucifixion  to,  478,  398  ;  dangerous, 
380;  end  of,  469,  766;  farewell  to,  566  ;  judged  by  saints,  287;  slavery  of, 
deplored,  701 ;  subjected  to  Christ,  322;  temptations  of,  436;  vanity  of,  677. 

Worldly  men,  125. 

Worship,  accepted  through  Christ,  395;  Christ  present  at,  382;  close  of,  587-8, 
7:!8  ;  dailv,  137,  251;  delight  in,  143,  175,  382;  divine  condescension  to, 
400;  family,  629-31;  formality  in,  361;  Gospel  and  order,  123;  of  heaven 
humble,  415  ;  private,  235,  447,  584,  745  ;  public,  145,  175,  249,  258,  382,  737; 
reverence  in,  181,  201 ;  social,  584,  745. 

Worthy  the  Lamb,  321,  524.     See  Christ. 

Wrath,  day  of,  761 ;  from  the  judgment-seat,  64,  311 ;  treasured  up,  679. 

YEAR,  close  of,  640  ;  crowned  with  goodness,  148  ;  new,  638,  748. 

Yoke  of  Christ,  357. 

Youth,  advised,  339,  603 ;  death  of,  647  ;  prayer  for,  609  ;  vanity  of,  338. 

ZEAL,  in  the  Christian  race,  312,  451 ;  false  and  true,  535  ;  for  God,  445  ;  forthe 
Gospel,  315,  376  ;  and  prudence,  111 ;  against  sin,  439. 

Zccharia/Ps  song,  314. 

Ziov,  121,  123,  145,  258,  297,  309  ;  afflicted,  601  ;  blessedness  of,  250  ;  citizen  of, 
71  ;  glorious  things  spoken  of,  616;  God,  glory  of,  412 ;— terrible  to  her  ene- 
mies, 166  ;  highway  to,  615  ;  prayer  for,  617  ;  restoration  of,  205,  622,  726, 
728;  sings,  176.     See  Church 


THE 

PSALMS  OF  DAVID, 

IMITATED  IN  THE  LANGUAGE  OF  THE 

NEW  TESTAMENT. 


PSALM  1.  C.  M.  York.  Canterbury.  [*] 

The  Way  and  End  of  the  Righteous  and  of  the  Wicked. 

1  "13  LEST  is  the  man  who  shuns  the  place, 
J3  Where  sinners  love  to  meet ; 
Who  fears  to  tread  their  wicked  ways, 
And  hates  the  scoffer's  seat : 

2  But  in  the  statutes  of  the  Lord, 

Has  plac'd  his  chief  delight ; 
By  day  he  reads  or  hears  the  word, 

And  meditates  by  night. 

b  3  [He,  like  a  plant  of  gen'rous  kind, 
By  living  waters  set, 
Safe  from  the  storms  and  blasting  wind, 
Enjoys  a  peaceful  state.] 

o  4  Green  as  the  leaf,  and  ever  fair, 
Will  his  profession  shine  ; 
While  fruits  of  holiness  appear, 
Like  clusters  on  the  vine. 

p  5  Not  so  the  impious  and  unjust, 

What  vain  designs  they  form  ! 
d  Their  hopes  are  blown  away  like  dust, 

Or  chaff,  before  the  storm. 

g  6  Sinners  in  judgment  will  not  stand 
Amongst  the  sons  of  grace, 
When  Christ  the  Judge,  at  his  right  hand, 
Appoints  his  saints  a  place. 

7  [His  eye  beholds  the  path  they  tread, 

His  heart  approves  it  well ; 
But  crooked  ways  of  sinners  lead 

Down  to  the  gates  of  hell.] 


58  PSALM  1 


S.  M.   Watchman.  [*] 

The  Saint  happy,  the  Sinner  miserable. 

1  [FTtHE  man  is  ever  blest, 

JL    Who  shuns  the  sinners'  ways ; 
Among  their  councils  never  stands, 
Nor  takes  the  scomer's  place : — 

2  But  makes  the  law  of  God, 
His  study  and  delight, 

Amidst  the  labours  of  the  day, 
And  watches  of  the  night. 

3  He  like  a  tree  shall  thrive, 
With  waters  near  the  root : 

Fresh  as  the  leaf  his  name  shall  live ; 
His  works  are  heav'nly  fruit. 

4  Not  so  th'  ungodly  race  ; 
They  no  such  blessings  find : 

Their  hopes  shall  flee  like  empty  chaff, 
Before  the  driving  wind. 

5  How  will  they  bear  to  stand 
Before  that  judgment  seat, 

Where  all  the  saints,  at  Christ's  right  hand, 
in  full  assembly  meet ! 

6  He  knows,  and  he  approves, 
The  way  the  righteous  go : 

But  sinners  and  their  works  will  meet 
A  dreadful  overthrow.] 

L.  M.  Quercy.  Bath.  [*J 

The  Difference  between  the  Righteous  and  the  Wicked. 

1  XT" APPY  the  man  whose  cautious  feet, 
-CI  Shun  the  broad  way  that  sinners  go 

Who  hates  the  place  where  atheists  meet, 
And  fears  to  talk  as  scoffers  do. 

2  He  loves  t'  employ  his  morning  light 
Amongst  the  statutes  of  the  Lord  ; 
And  spends  the  wakeful  hours  of  night, 
With  pleasure  pond'ring  o'er  the  word. 

e  8  He,  like  a  plant  by  gentle  streams, 
Shall  flourish  in  immortal  green  ; 

b  And  heav'n  will  shine  with  kindest  beams. 
On  every  work  his  hands  begin. 


PSALM  2.  53 


e  4  But  sinners  find  their  counsels  cross'd  : 
As  chaff  before  the  tempest  flies, 
So  shall  their  hopes  be  blown  and  lost — 

g  When  the  last  trumpet  shakes  the  skies. 

— [5  In  vain  the  rebel  seeks  to  stand, 
In  judgment  with  the  pious  race  ; 

e  The  dreadful  judge,  with  stern  command, 
Divides  him  to  a  diff  'rent  place. 

d  6  '  Straight  is  the  way  my  saints  have  trod, 
1 1  bless'd  the  path  and  drew  it  plain ; 
'  But  you  would  choose  the  crooked  road  ; 
'  And  down  it  leads  to  endless  pain.'] 

PSALM  2.  S.  M.  Dover.  Sutton.  [*] 

Christ  dying,  rising,  interceding,  and  reigning. 

1  "T^/TAKER,  and  Sovereign  Lord, 
JLtJL  Of  heaven,  and  earth,  and  seas, 

Thy  providence  confirms  thy  word, 
And  answers  thy  decrees. 

2  The  things,  so  long  foretold 
By  David,  are  fulfill'd ; 

p  When  Jews  and  Gentiles  rose  to  slay 
Jesus,  thy  holy  child. 

—[3     Why  did  the  Gentiles  rage, 
And  Jews,  with  one  accord, 
Bend  all  their  counsels,  to  destroy 
Th'  anointed  of  the  Lord  ? 

4       Rulers  and  kings  agree, 

To  form  a  vain  design  ; 
Against  the  Lord  their  powers  unite, 

Against  his  Christ  they  join. 

d  5      The  Lord  derides  their  rage, 
And  will  support  his  throne  : 
He  who  hath  rais'd  him  from  the  dead 
Hath  own'd  him  for  his  Son.] 

PAUSE. 

o  6       Now  he's  ascended  high, 

And  asks  to  rule  the  earth ; 
The  merit  of  his  blood  he  pleads, 
And  pleads  his  heav'nly  birth. 
5* 


54  PSALM  2. 


— 7       He  asks,  and  God  bestows 

A  large  inheritance  ; — 
g  Far  as  the  world's  remotest  ends, 

His  kingdom  shall  advance, 
e  8      The  nations  that  rebel, 

Must  feel  his  iron  rod ; 
o  He'll  vindicate  those  honours  well, 

Which  he  received  from  God. 
e  9       [Be  wise,  ye  rulers,  now, 

And  worship  at  his  throne  ; 
With  trembling  joy,  ye  people,  bow 

To  God's  exalted  Son. 
d  1G    If  once  his  wrath  arise, 

Ye  perish  on  the  place  ; 
o  Then  blessed  is  the  soul  that  flies 

For  refuge  to  his  grace.] 
C.  M.  Bedford.  St.  Ann's.  [*] 

Christ  exalted  and  his  Enemies  learned. 

p  1  X^THY  did  the  nations  join  to  slay 
▼  ▼     The  Lord's  anointed  Son  ? 
Why  did  they  cast  his  laws  away, 
And  tread  his  gospel  down  ? 
— 2  The  Lord,  who  sits  above  the  skies, 
Derides  their  rage  below  ; 
He  speaks  with  vengeance  in  his  eyes, 
And  strikes  their  spirits  through. 
d  3  "  I  call  him  my  eternal  Son, 
And  raise  him  from  the  dead ; 
I  make  my  holy  hill  his  throne, 

And  wide  his  kingdom  spread." 
[4  '  Ask  me,  my  Son,  and  then  enjoy 

'  The  utmost  heathen  lands  : 
'  Thy  rod  of  iron  shall  destroy 
.  '  The  rebel  who  withstands.'] 
e  5  Be  wise,  ye  ruleis  of  the  earth, 
Obey  the  anointed  Lord  ; 
Adore  the  King  of  heav'nly  birth, 
And  tremble  at  his  word. 
o  6  With  humble  love  address  his  throne  ; 

For  if  he  frown,  ye  die  ; 
— Those  are  secure,  and  those  alone, 
Who  on  his  grace  rely. 


PSALM  2.  55 


L.  M.  Bath.  [*] 

Christ's  Death,  Resurrection,  and  Ascension. 

1  ["YT^HY  did  the  Jews  proclaim  their  rage? 
▼  Y  The  Romans,  why  their  swords  employ, 

Against  the  Lord  their  powers  engage, 

His  dear  Anointed  to  destroy  ? 
d  2  '  Come,  let  us  break  his  bands,5  say  they, 

'  This  man  shall  never  give  us  laws :' 
— And  thus  they  cast  his  yoke  away, 

And  nail'd  the  Monarch  to  the  cross, 
g  3  But  God,  who  high  in  glory  reigns, 

Laughs  at  their  pride,  their  rage  controls ; 

He'll  vex  their  hearts  with  inward  pains, 

And  speak  in  thunder  to  their  souls, 
d  4  '  I  will  maintain  the  king  I  made, 

'  On  Zion^s  everlasting  hill ; 

*  My  hand  shall  bring  him  from  the  dead, 

c  And  he  shall  stand  your  Sovereign  still.' 
o  5  (His  wondrous  rising  from  the  earth, 

Makes  his  eternal  Godhead  known, 
o  The  Lord  declares  his  heav'nly  birth ; 
d  "  This  day  have  I  begot  my  Son. 

G  '  Ascend  my  Son,  to  my  right  hand, 

'  There  thou  shalt  ask,  and  I'll  bestow, 

1  The  utmost  bounds  of  Heathen  lands ; 

1  To  thee  the  northern  isles  shall  bow.') 
e  7  But  nations  that  resist  his  grace, 

Will  fall  beneath  his  iron  stroke ; 

His  rod  will  crush  his  foes  with  ease, 

As  potters'  earthen  ware  is  broke. 

PAUSE. 

— 8  Now,  ye  who  sit  on  earthly  thrones, 

Be  wise,  and  serve  the  Lord,  the  Lamb; 

Now  to  his  feet  submit  your  crowns ; 

Rejoice  and  tremble  at  his  name. 
e  9  With  humble  love  address  the  Son, 

Lest  he  grow  angry,  and  ye  die  ; 
e  His  wrath  will  burn  to  worlds  unknown, 

If  ye  provoke  his  jealousy, 
g  10  His  storms  will  drive  you  quick  to  hell , 

He  is  a  God,  and  ye  but  dust : 
o  Happy  the  souls  who  know  him  well, 

And  make  his  grace  their  onlv  trust.] 


56  PSALM  3. 


PSALM  3.  CM.  Canterbury.  Barby.  [*] 

Doubts  and  Fears  suppressed  ;  ur  God  our  Defence  from  Sin  and 
Satan. 

p  1  11 TJ  Y  God,  how  many  are  my  fears! 

J_YJL  How  fast  my  foes  increase ! 
—Conspiring  my  eternal  death, 

They  break  my  present  peace. 
e  2  The  tying  tempter  would  persuade, 
There's  no  relief  in  heaven  ; 
And  all  my  swelling  sins  appear 
Too  big  to  be  forgiv'n. 
— 3  But  thou,  my  glory  and  my  strength, 
Wilt  on  the  tempter  tread  ; 
Wilt  silence  all  my  threat'ning  guilt, 
And  raise  my  drooping  head, 
e  4  [I  cry'd,  and  from  his  holy  hill 
He  bow'd  a  list'ning  ear  ; 
I  call'd  my  Father  and  my  God ; 

And  he  subdu'd  my  fear. 
5  He  shed  soft  slumbers  on  mine  eyes, 

In  spite  of  all  my  foes  ; 
I  'woke  and  wonder'd  at  the  grace, 
That  guarded  my  repose.] 
g  6  What  though  the  host  of  death  and  hell, 
All  arm'd,  against  me  stood ; 
Terrours  no  more  shall  shake  my  soul ; 
My  refuge  is  my  God. 
o  7  Arise,  O  Lord,  fulfil  thy  grace, 
While  I  thy  glory  sing ; 
My  God  has  broke  the  serpent's  teeth, 
And  death  has  lost  his  sting. 

0  8  Salvation  to  the  Lord  belongs ; 

His  arm  alone  can  save  : 
Blessings  attend  thy  people  here, 
And  reach  beyond  the  grave. 

L.  M.   Worship.  Armley.  [b] 

Ver.  1,  2,  3,  4,  5,  8.— A  Morning  Psalm. 

1  /^   LORD,  how  many  are  my  foes, 
v^J   In  this  weak  state  of  flesh  and  blood! 

My  peace  they  daily  discompose, 
But  my  defence  and  hope  is  God. 


PSALM  4  57 


e  2  Tir'd  with  the  burdens  of  the  day, 
To  thee  I  rais'd  an  ev'ning  cry : 
Thou  heard'st  when  I  began  to  pray, 
And  thine  almighty  help  was  nigh. 

— 3  Supported  by  thy  heav'nly  aid, 
I  laid  me  down,  and  slept  secure ; 
Not  death  should  make  my  heart  afraid, 
Though  I  should  wake  and  rise  no  more. 

o  4  But  God  sustained  me  all  the  night : 
Salvation  doth  to  God  belong : 
He  rais'd  my  head  to  see  the  light, 
And  make  his  praise  my  morning  song. 

PSALM  4.  L.  M.  Green's.  Islington,  [b] 

Ver.  1,  2,  3,  5,  6,  7. —  God  our  Portion,  and  Christ  our  Hope. 

1  f~\  GOD  of  grace  and  righteousness, 
v^r   Hear  and  attend,  when  I  complain ; 

Thou  hast  enlarged  me  in  distress, 
Bow  down  a  gracious  ear  again. 

2  Ye  sons  of  men,  in  vain  ye  try, 
To  turn  my  glory  into  shame ; 

e  How  long  will  scoffers  love  to  lie, 

And  dare  reproach  my  Saviour's  name  ? 
d  3  Know  that  the  Lord  divides  his  saints 

From  all  the  tribes  of  men  beside : 
e  He  hears  the  cry  of  penitents, 

For  the  dear  sake  of  Christ  who  dy'd. 
—4  When  our  obedient  hands  have  done 

A  thousand  works  of  righteousness, 
o  We  put  our  trust  in  God  alone, 

And  glory  in  his  pard'ning  grace. 
—5  Let  the  unthinking  many  say, 
e  "  Who  will  bestow  some  earthly,  good  r9 
— But,  Lord,  thy  light  and  love  we  pray ; 

Our  souls  desire  this  heavenly  food, 
s  6  Then  will  my  cheerful  powers  rejoice, 

At  grace  and  favours  so  divine ; 

Nor  will  I  change  my  happy  choice, 

For  all  their  corn,  and  all  their  wine. 
C.  M.  Barby.  York.  [*] 

Ver.  3,  4,  5,  8. — An  Evening  Psalm. 

1  "       ORD,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  1  prav , 
JLi   I  am  for  ever  thine  * 


58 PSALM  5. __ 

I  fear  before  thee  all  the  day, 

Nor  would  I  dare  to  sin. 
e  2  And  while  I  rest  my  weary  head, 

From  cares  and  business  free, 
5Tis  sweet  conversing  on  my  bed, 

With  my  own  heart  and  thee. 
— 3  I  pay  this  ev'ning  sacrifice  : 

And  when  my  work  is  done, 
Great  God,  my  faith,  my  hope  relies 

Upon  thy  grace  alone. 
4  Thus  with  my  thoughts  compos'd  to  peace, 

I'll  give  mine  eyes  to  sleep  ; 
Thy  hand  in  safety  keeps  my  days, 

And  will  my  slumbers  keep. 

PSALM  5.  CM.  Reading.  Sunday,  [b] 

For  the  Lord's  Day  Morning. 

1  T    ORD,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear 
JL-J  My  voice  ascending  high ; 

To  thee  will  I  direct  my  prayer, 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye. 

2  Up  to  the  hills  where  Christ  is  gone, 
To  plead  for  all  his  saints, 

Presenting  at  his  Father's  throne 
Our  songs  and  our  complaints. 
e  3  Thou  art  a  God,  before  whose  sight 
The  wicked  shall  not  stand ; 
Sinners  shall  ne'er  be  thy  delight, 
Nor  dwell  at  thy  right  hand. 
o  4  But  to  thy  house  will  I  resort, 
To  taste  thy  mercies  there ; 
I  will  frequent  thy  holy  court, 
And  worship  in  thy  fear. 
— 5  O  may  thy  Spirit  guide  my  feet, 
In  ways  of  righteousness ; 
Make  ev'ry  path  of  duty  straight, 
And  plain  before  my  face. 

PAUSE. 

6  [My  watchful  enemies  combine, 

To  tempt  my  feet  astray ; 
They  flatter  with  a  base  design, 

To  make  my  soul  their  prey. 


PSALM  6.  59 


7  Lord,  crush  the  serpent  in  the  dust, 
And  all  his  plots  destroy  ; 

While  those  that  in  thy  mercy  trust, 
For  ever  shout  for  joy. 

8  The  men  who  love  and  fear  thy  name, 
Shall  see  their  hopes  fulfill'd  ■ 

The  mighty  God  will  compass  them, 
With  favour  as  a  shield.] 

PSALM  6.  C.  M.  Wantage,  [b] 

Complaint  in  Sickness :  or  Diseases  healed. 

1  TN  anger,  Lord,  rebuke  me  not ; 

JL  Withdraw  the  dreadful  storm  : 
Nor  let  thy  fury  burn  so  hot, 

Against  a  feeble  worm. 
p  2  My  soul's  bow'd  down  with  heavy  cares, 

My  flesh  with  pain  oppress'd  : 
My  couch  is  witness  to  my  tears, 

My  tears  forbid  my  rest. 

3  Sorrow  and  pain  wear  out  my  days ; 
I  waste  the  night  with  cries, 

Counting  the  minutes  as  they  pass, 
'Till  the  slow  morning  rise. 

4  Shall  I  be  still  tormented  more  ? 
Mine  eyes  consum'd  with  grief; 

How  long,  my  God,  how  long,  before 

Thine  hand  afford  relief? 
— 5  He  hears  when  dust  and  ashes  speak : 

He  pities  all  our  groans  ; 
He  saves  us  for  his  mercy's  sake, 

And  heals  our  broken  bones. 
o  6  The  virtue  of  his  sovereign  word 

Restores  our  fainting  breath : 
e  For  silent  graves  praise  not  the  Lord, 

Nor  is  he  known  in  death. 

L.  M.  Dresden.  PleyeVs.  [b] 

Temptations  in  Sickness  overcome. 

1  [T  ORD,  I  can  suffer  thy  rebukes, 

-L^  When  thou  with  kindness  doth  chastise 
But  thy  fierce  wrath  I  cannot  bear, 
O  let  it  not  against  me  rise. 


60  PSALM  7 


2  Pity  my  languishing  estate, 
And  ease  the  sorrows  that  I  feel ; 

The  wounds  thine  heavy  hand  hath  made 

0  let  thy  gentler  touches  heal. 

3  See  how  I  pass  my  weary  days, 

In  sighs  and  groans ;  and  when  'tis  night, 
My  bed  is  water'd  with  my  tears ; 
My  grief  consumes  and  dims  my  sight. 

4  Look,  how  the  pow'rs  of  nature  mourn 
How  long,  Almighty  God,  how  long  ? 
When  will  thine  hour  of  grace  return  ? 
When  shall  I  make  thy  grace  my  song  ? 

5  I  feel  my  flesh  so  near  the  grave, 
My  thoughts  are  tempted  to  despair  ; 
But  graves  can  never  praise  the  Lord, 
For  all  is  dust  and  silence  there. 

6  Depart,  ye  tempters,  from  my  soul, 
And  all  despairing  thoughts  depart ; 
My  God,  who  hears  my  humble  moan, 
Will  ease  my  flesh,  and  cheer  my  heart.] 

PSALM  7.  C.  M.  Bedford,  [b] 

God's  Care  of  his  People  against  Persecutors. 

1  11/r Y  trust  is  in-  my  heavenly  Friend, 
i-TJL  My  hope  in  thee,  my  God : 

o  Rise,  and  my  helpless  life  defend, 
From  those  who  seek  my  blood. 
a  2  With  insolence  and  fury  they 
My  soul  in  pieces  tear  : 
As  hungry  lions  rend  the  prey, 
When  no  deliv'rer  's  near. 
— 3  If  I  have  e'er  provok'd  them  first, 
Or  once  abus'd  my  foe  : 
Then  let  him  tread  my  life  to  dust, 
And  lay  mine  honour  low. 
e  4  If  there  were  malice  found  in  me 
(I  know  thy  piercing  eyes,) 
I  should  not  dare  appeal  to  thee, 
Nor  ask  my  God  to  rise. 
o  5  Arise,  my  God,  lift  up  thy  hand, 
Their  pride  and  power  control ; 
Awake  to  judgment,  and  command 
Deliv'rance  for  my  soul. 


PSALM  8.  61 


PAUSE. 

d  [6  Let  sinners,  and  their  wicked  rage, 
Be  humbled  to  the  dust ; 
Will  not  the  God  of  truth  engage 
To  vindicate  the  just  ? 
— 7  He  knows  the  heart,  he  tries  the  reins, 
He  will  defend  th'  upright ; 
His  sharpest  arrows  he  ordains, 

Against  the  sons  of  spite. 
8  For  me  their  malice  dug  a  pit, 
But  there  themselves  are  cast ; 
My  God  makes  all  their  mischief  light 
On  their  own  heads  at  last. 
e  9  That  cruel  persecuting  race 

Must  feel  his  dreadful  sword  : 
o  Awake,  my  soul,  and  praise  the  grace, 
And  justice  of  the  Lord.] 

PSALM  8.  S.  M.  St.  Thomas.   [*] 

God's  Condescension  in  conferring  Honour  upon  Man. 

1  f\   LORD,  our  heavenly  King, 
V>r    Thy  name  is  all  divine  ; 

Thy  glories  round  the  earth  are  spread, 
And  o'er  the  heavens  they  shine. 

2  When  to  thy  works  on  high, 
I  raise  my  wond'ring  eyes, 

And  see  the  moon  complete  in  light, 
Adorn  the  darksome  skies  ; — 

3  When  1  survey  the  stars, 
And  all  their  shining  forms, 

Lord,  what  is  man,  that  worthless  thing, 
Akin  to  dust  and  worms  ? 

4  Lord  what  is  worthless  man  ; 
That  thou  should 'st  love  him  so  ? 

g  Next  to  thine  angels  is  he  plac'd, 

And  lord  of  all  below. 
— 5      Thine  honours  crown  his  head, 
While  beasts  like  slaves  obey, 
And  birds  that  cut  the  air  with  wings, 
And  fish  that  cleave  the  sea. 
o  6      How  rich  thy  bounties  are  ! 
And  wondrous  are  thy  ways  : 
6 


PSALM  8. 


o  Of  dust  and  worms  thy  power  can  frame 
A  monument  of  praise. 

— 7       [Out  of  the  mouths  of  babes 

And  sucklings,  thou  canst  draw 
Surprising  honours  to  thy  name  ; 
And  strike  the  world  with  awe. 

o  8      O  Lord,  our  heavenly  King, 

Thy  name  is  all  divine  : 
g  Thy  glories  round  the  earth  are  spread, 

And  o'er  the  heavens  they  shine.] 

C.  M.  Mear.  [*] 

Christ's  Condescension  and  Glorification. 

1  [  /~\  LORD,  our  Lord,  how  wond'rous  great, 
V*r  Is  thine  exalted  name  : 
o  The  glories  of  thy  heavenly  state 

Let  men  and  babes  proclaim. 
— 2  When  I  behold  thy  works  on  high, 
The  moon  that  rules  the  night, 
And  stars  that  well  adorn  the  sky, 
Those  moving  worlds  of  light ; — 
e  3  Lord  what  is  man,  or  all  his  race, 
Who  dwells  so  far  below, 
That  thou  should'st  visit  him  with  grace, 

And  love  his  nature  so ! 
4  That  thine  eternal  Son  should  bear, 
To  take  a  mortal  form  ; 
p  Made  lower  than  his  angels  are, 

To  save  a  dying  worm. 
— 5  Yet  while  he  lived  on  earth  unknown, 
And  men  would  not  adore  ; 
Th'  obedient  seas  and  fishes  own 
o      His  Godhead  and  his  power, 
g  6  The  waves  lay  spread  beneath  his  feet ; 
And  fish  at  his  command, 
Bring  their  large  shoals  to  Peter's  net ; 

Bring  tribute  to  his  hand. 
7  These  lesser  glories  of  the  Son, 
Shone  through  the  fleshy  cloud  ; 
e  Now  we  behold  him  on  his  throne, 
And  men  confess  him  God. 


PSALM  8.  63 


o  8  Let  Him  be  crown'd  with  majesty, 

Who  bow'd  his  head  to  death ; 
o  And  be  his  honours  sounded  high, 

By  all  things  that  have  breath. 
e  9  Jesus,  our  Lord,  how  wondrous  great 

Is  thine  exalted  name  ! 
g  The  glories  of  thy  heavenly  state, 

Let  the  whole  earth  proclaim.] 

L.  M.  1st  Part.  Blendon.  Bath.  [* 

Verse  1,  2,  paraphrased. — Children  praising  God. 

1  \  LMIGHTY  Ruler  of  the  skies, 

jl\.  Thro'  the  wide  earth  thy  name  is  spread 
g  And  thine  eternal  glories  rise, 

O'er  all  the  heavens  thy  hands  have  made. 
— 2  To  thee  the  voices  of  the  young 

A  monument  of  honour  raise  ; 
c  And  babes,  with  uninstructed  tongue, 
o  Declare  the  wonders  of  thy  praise. 
— 3  Thy  pow'r  assists  their  tender  age, 

To  bring  proud  rebels  to  the  ground ; 

To  still  the  bold  blasphemer's  rage, 

And  all  their  policies  confound. 
o  4  Children  amidst  thy  temple  throng, 

To  see  their  great  Redeemer's  face ; 

The  Son  of  David  is  their  song, 

And  young  hosannas  fill  the  place. 
e  5  The  frowning  scribes  and  angry  priests 

In  vain  their  impious  cavils  bring : 

Revenge  sits  silent  in  their  breasts, 
o  While  Jewish  babes  proclaim  their  King. 

L.  M.  2nd  Part.  Quercy.  Moreton.  [*] 
Ver.  3,  &c.  paraphrased. 

Adam,  and  Christ,  Lords  of  the  old  and  new  Creation. 

e  1  "|      ORD,  what  was  man,  when  made  at  first, 
-Li   Adam,  the  offspring  of  the  dust, 
That  thou  shouldst  set  him  and  his  race 
But  just  below  an  angel's  place  ? 

2  That  thou  shouldst  raise  his  nature  so, 
And  make  him  lord  of  all  below ; 
Make  ev'ry  beast  and  bird  submit, 

And  lay  the  fishes  at  his  feet  ? 


64  PSALM  9. 


o  3  But  O  what  brighter  glories  wait, 
To  crown  the  second  Adam's  state ! 

o  What  honours  will  thy  Son  adorn, 
Who  condescended  to  be  born ! 

e  4  See  him  below  his  angels  made  ! 

p  See  him  in  dust  among  the  dead, — 

— To  save  a  ruin'd  world  from  sin  ! 

o  But  he  shall  reign  with  pow'r  divine. 

g  5  The  world  to  come,  redeemed  from  all 
The  mis'ries  that  attend  the  fall, 
New  made,  and  glorious,  shall  submit 
At  our  exalted  Saviour's  feet. 

PSALM  9.  C.  M.  1st  Part.  Hear.  [*] 

Wrath  and  .Mercy  from  the  Judgment  Seat. 

1  X1I7TTH  my  whole  heart,  I'll  raise  my  song 

▼  ▼     Thy  wonders  I'D  proclaim  ; 
Thou,  sovereign  Judge  of  right  and  wrong, 
Wilt  put  my  foes  to  shame. 

2  Pll  sing  thy  majesty  and  grace  ; 
My  God  prepares  his  throne, 

To  judge  the  world  in  righteousness, 
Ajid  make  his  vengeance  known. 

3  Then  will  the  Lord  a  refuge  prove 
For  all  who  are  oppress'd  ; 

To  save  the  people  of  his  love, 
And  give  the  weary  rest. 
e  4  The  men  who  know  thy  name,  will  trust 
In  thy  abundant  grace  ; 
For  thou  wilt  ne'er  forsake  the  just, 
Who  humbly  seek  thy  face. 
o  5  Sing  praises  to  the  righteous  Lord, 
Who  dwells  on  Zion's  hill : 
Who  executes  his  threat'ning  word, 
And  doth  his  grace  fulfil. 

C.  M.  2nd  Part.  Colchester.  [*] 

Verse  12. —  The  Wisdom  and  Equity  of  Providence. 

1  "VM^HEN  the  great  Judge  supreme  and  just, 

v  T     Shall  once  inquire  for  blood, 
The  humble  souls  who  mourn  in  dust, 
Will  find  a  faithful  God. 
o  2  He  from  the  dreadful  gates  of  death 
Does  his  own  children  raise  : 


PSALM  10. 


In  Zion's  gates  with  cheerful  breath, 
They  sing  their  Father's  praise. 

3  His  foes  shall  fall,  with  heedless  feet 
Into  the  pit  they  made  ; 

And  sinners  perish  in  the  net, 

That  their  own  hands  have  spread. 

4  [Thus,  by  thy  judgments,  mighty  God, 
Are  thy  deep  counsels  known ; 

When  men  of  mischief  are  destroy'd, 
The  snare  must  be  their  own. 

PAUSE. 

d  5  The  wicked  shall  sink  down  to  hell ; 
Thy  wrath  devour  the  lands 
That  dare  forget  thee,  or  rebel 
Against  thy  known  commands.] 
— 6  Tho'  saints  to  sore  distress  are  brought, 
And  wait  and  long  complain; 
Their  cries  shall  never  be  forgot, 
Nor  shall  their  hopes  be  vain. 
o  7  Rise,  great  Redeemer,  from  thy  seat, 

To  judge  and  save  the  poor ; 
g  Let  nations  tremble  at  thy  feet, 
And  man  prevail  no  more. 
8  [Thy  thunder  will  affright  the  proud, 

And  put  their  hearts  to  pain ; 
Make  them  confess  that  thou  art  God, 
p      And  they  but  feeble  men.] 

PSALM  10.  C.  M.  Reading,  [b] 

Prayer  heard,  and  Saints  saved  from  the  Wicked. 

p  1  W^HY  does  the  Lord  stand  off  so  far? 
▼  ▼     And  why  conceal  his  face, 
When  great  calamities  appear, 
And  times  of  deep  distress  ? 
e  2  Lord,  shall  the  wicked  still  deride 
Thy  justice  and  thy  power  ? 
Shall  they  advance  their  heads  in  pride, 

And  still  thy  saints  devour  ? 
3  [They  put  thy  judgments  from  their  sight, 

And  then  insult  the  poor  ; 
They  boast  in  their  exalted  height, 
That  they  shall  fall  no  more.] 
6* 


66  PSALM  11. 


o  4  Arise,  O  Lord,  lift  up  thy  hand, 
Attend  our  humble  cry  ; 
No  enemy  shall  dare  to  stand, 
When  God  ascends  on  high. 

PAUSE. 

5  [Why  do  the  men  of  malice  rage, 
And  say,  with  foolish  pride, 

d  '  The  God  of  heaven  will  ne'er  engage, 
'To  fight  on  Zion's  side.' 

6  But  thou  for  ever  art  our  Lord ; 
And  powerful  is  thine  hand, 

As  when  the  heathen  felt  thy  sword, 
And  perish'd  from  thy  land.] 
o  7  Thou  wilt  prepare  our  hearts  to  pray, 
And  cause  thine  ear  to  hear ; 
Hearken  to  what  thy  children  say, 
And  put  the  world  in  fear. 
— 8  Proud  tyrants  shall  no  more  oppress, 
No  more  despise  the  just ; 
And  mighty  sinners  shall  confess 
They  are  but  earth  and  dust. 

PSALM  11.    L.  M.     Psalm  97.     Geneva,  [b] 

God  loves  the  Righteous,  and  abhors  the  Wicked. 

1  1VTY  refuge  is  the  God  of  love  ; 
_LTJ_  Why  do  my  foes  insult  and  cry, — 
d  "  Fly,  like  a  tim'rous  trembling  dove, 

"  To  distant  woods  or  mountains  fly  ?" 
e  2  If  government  be  once  destroy'd, 

(That  firm  foundation  of  our  peace,) 

And  violence  make  justice  void, 

Where  shall  the  righteous  seek  redress  ? 
g  3  The  Lord  in  heaven  has  fix'd  his  throne, 

His  eye  surveys  the  world  below : 

To  him  all  mortal  things  are  known, 

His  eye-lids  search  our  spirits  through. 
— 4  If  he  afflicts  his  saints  so  far, 

To  prove  their  love,  and  try  their  grace  ; 

What  may  the  bold  transgressor  fear  ? 

His  very  soul  abhors  their  ways, 
g  5  On  impious  wretches  he  will  rain 

Tempests  of  brimstone,  fire,  and  death ! 


PSALM  12.  67 


Such  as  he  kindled  on  the  plain 
Of  Sodom,  with  his  angry  breath. 
— 6  The  righteous  Lord  loves  righteous  souls, 
Whose  thoughts  and  actions  are  sincere ; 
And  with  a  gracious  eye  beholds 
The  men  who  his  own  image  bear. 

PSALM  12.  L.  M.  Bath.  [*] 

Saint's  Safety  and  Hope  in  Evil  Times. 

1  [T    ORD,  if  thou  dost  not  soon  appear, 

J-J  Virtue  and  truth  will  fly  away ; 
A  faithful  man  amongst  us  here, 
Will  scarce  be  found,  if  thou  delay. 

2  The  whole  discourse,  when  neighbours  meet, 
Is  fill'd  with  trifles,  loose  and  vain ; 

Their  lips  are  flatt'ry  and  deceit, 
And  their  proud  language  is  profane. 

3  But  lips  that  with  deceit  abound, 
Will  not  maintain  their  triumph  long ; 
The  God  of  vengeance  will  confound 
Their  flatt'ring  and  blaspheming  tongue. 

d  4  '  Yet  shall  our  words  be  free,  they  cry ; 

6  Our  tongues  shall  be  controlled  by  none ; 

6  Where  is  the  Lord  will  ask  us  why  ? 

1  Or  say  our  lips  are  not  our  own  ?' 
— 5  The  Lord,  who  sees  the  poor  oppress'd, 

And  hears  th'  oppressor's  haughty  strain, 
o  Will  rise  to  give  his  children  rest, 

Nor  will  they  trust  his  word  in  vain. 
—6  Thy  word,  O  Lord,  tho'  often  try'd, 

Void  of  deceit  will  still  appear, 

Not  silver,  sev'n  times  purified, 

From  dross  and  mixture  shines  so  clear, 
o  7  Thy  grace  will  in  the  darkest  hour 

Defend  the  holy  soul  from  harm ; 
e  Though  when  the  vilest  men  have  power 

On  ev'ry  side  will  sinners  swarm.] 

C.  M.  Plymouth,  [b] 

General  Corruption  of  Manners. 

J  "TIE  LP,  Lord !  for  men  of  virtue  fail, 
XI  Religion  loses  ground  ; 


68  PSALM  13. 


The  sons  of  violence  prevail, 
And  treacheries  abound. 

2  Their  oaths  and  promises  they  break, 
Yet  act  the  flatt'rer's  part ; 

With  fair  deceitful  lips  they  speak, 
And  with  a  double  heart. 

3  [If  we  reprove  some  hateful  lie, 
How  is  their  fury  stirr'd ! 

'  Are  not  our  lips  our  own,  they  cry ; 
'  And  who  shall  be  our  Lord  ?'] 

4  Scoffers  appear  on  every  side, 
Where  a  vile  race  of  men 

Are  rais'd  to  seats  of  power  and  pride, 
And  bear  the  sword  in  vain. 

PAUSE. 

5  Lord,  when  iniquities  abound, 
And  blasphemy  grows  bold, 

When  faith  is  hardly  to  be  found, 
And  love  is  waxing  cold  ; — 

6  Is  not  thy  chariot  hast'ning  on  ? 
Hast  thou  not  giv'n  the  sign  ? 

May  we  not  trust  and  live  upon 
A  promise  so  divine  ? 

7  ['  Yes,  saith  the  Lord,  now  will  I  rise, 
'  And  make  oppressors  flee  ; 

1 1  will  appear  to  their  surprise, 
1  And  set  my  servants  free.'] 

8  Thy  word  like  silver  sev'n  times  try'd, 
Through  ages  shall  endure  ; 

The  men  who  in  thy  truth  confide, 
Shall  find  thy  promise  sure. 

PSALM  13.  L.  M.  PleyePs.  Armley. 

Pleading  under  Desertion  :  or,  Hope  in  Darkness. 

1  XXOW^  long,  O  Lord,  shall  I  complain, 
J— I-  Like  one  who  seeks  his  God  in  vain 

Canst  thou  thy  face  for  ever  hide, 
And  I  still  pray  and  be  deny'd  ? 

2  Shall  I  for  ever  be  forgot, 

As  one  whom  thou  regardest  not  ? 
Still  shall  my  soul  thine  absence  mourn, 
And  still  despair  of  thy  return  ? 


PSALM  13.  69 


3  How  long  shall  my  poor  troubled  breast 

Be  with  these  anxious  thoughts  oppressed  ? 

And  Satan,  my  malicious  foe, 

Rejoice  to  see  me  sunk  so  low. 
— 4  Hear,  Lord,  and  grant  me  quick  relief, 

Before  my  death  conclude  my  grief; 
e  If  thou  withhold  thy  heavenly  light, 

I  sleep  in  everlasting  night. 
— 5  How  will  the  powers  of  darkness  boast, 

If  but  one  praying  soul  be  lost  ? 
o  But  I  have  trusted  in  thy  grace, 

And  shall  again  behold  thy  face. 
— 6  Whate'er  my  fears  or  foes  suggest, 

Thou  art  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  rest : 
o  My  heart  shall  feel  thy  love,  and  raise 

My  cheerful  voice  to  songs  of  praise. 
C.  M.  Plymouth,  [b] 

Complaint  under  Temptations. 

1  [TTOW  long  wilt  thou  conceal  thy  face  ? 

jOL  My  God,  how  long  delay  ? 
When  shall  I  feel  those  heavenly  rays, 
That  chase  my  fears  away  ? 

2  How  long  shall  my  poor  lab'ring  soul 
Wrestle  and  toil  in  vain  ? 

Thy  word  can  all  my  foes  control, 
And  ease  my  raging  pain. 

3  See  how  the  prince  of  darkness  tries 
All  his  malicious  arts  ; 

He  spreads  a  mist  around  my  eyes, 

And  throws  his  fi'ry  darts, 
o  4  Be  thou  my  sun,  and  thou  my  shield ; 

My  soul  in  safety  keep  ; 
Make  haste,  before  mine  eyes  are  seal'd 

In  death's  eternal  sleep. 
5  How  would  the  tempter  boast  aloud, 

If  I  become  his  prey  ? 
Behold  the  sons  of  hell  grow  proud 

At  thy  so  long  delay. 
o  6  But  they  shall  fly  at  thy  rebuke, 

And  Satan  hide  his  head ; 
He  knows  the  terrours  of  thy  look, 

And  hears  thy  voice  with  dread. 


70  PSALM  14. 


o  7  Thou  wilt  display  that  sovereign  grace, 
Where  all  my  hopes  have  hung  ; 
I  shall  employ  my  lips  in  praise, 
And  vict'ry  will  be  sung.] 

PSALM  14.  CM.   1st  Part.  Reading,  [b] 

By  Nature  all  Men  are  Sinners. 

1  LjlOOLS,  in  their  hearts,  believe  and  say, 
JO     "  That  all  religion's  vain ; 

'  There  is  no  God  who  reigns  on  high, 
"  Or  minds  th'  affairs  of  men." 

2  From  thoughts  so  dreadful  and  profane, 
Corrupt  discourse  proceeds ; 

And  in  their  impious  hands  are  found 
Abominable  deeds. 

3  The  Lord,  from  his  celestial  throne, 
Look'd  down  on  things  below, 

To  find  the  man  who  sought  his  grace, 
Or  did  his  justice  know. 

4  By  nature  all  are  gone  astray, 
Their  practice  all  the  same  : 

There's  none  who  fears  his  Maker's  hand ; 
There's  none  who  loves  his  name. 

5  Their  tongues  are  us'd  to  speak  deceit, 
Their  slanders  never  cease  ; 

How  swift  to  mischief  are  their  feet, 
Nor  know  the  paths  of  peace. 

6  Such  seeds  of  sin,  that  bitter  root, 
In  ev'ry  heart  are  found  ; 

Nor  can  they  bear  diviner  fruit, 

Till  grace  refine  the  ground.       Plymouth 
C.  M.  2nd  Part.  Reading,  [b] 

The  Folly  of  Persecutors. 

1  [  \  RE  sinners  now  so  senseless  grown, 

-£±-  That  they  the  saints  devour  ? 
And  never  worship  at  thy  throne, 
Nor  fear  thine  awful  power. 

2  Great  God,  appear,  to  their  surprise, 
Reveal  thy  dreadful  name  ; 

Let  them  no  more  thy  wrath  despise, 
Nor  turn  our  hopes  to  shame. 
e  3  Dost  thou  not  dwell  among  the  just  ? 
—    And  yet  our  foes  deride, 


PSALM  15.  71 


That  we  should  make  thy  name  our  trust ; 
d       Great  God,  confound  their  pride. 
o  4  O  that  the  joyful  day  were  come, 

To  finish  our  distress ! 
o  When  God  shall  bring  his  children  home, 

Our  song  will  never  cease.] 

PSALM  15.  C.  M.  St.  Martin's.  [*] 

Character  of  a  Citizen  of  Zion. 

1  [Tl/^HO  shall  inhabit  in  thy  hill, 

▼  ▼     O  God  of  holiness  ? 
Whom  will  the  Lord  admit  to  dwell 
So  near  his  throne  of  grace  ? 

2  The  man  who  walks  in  pious  ways, 
And  works  with  pious  hands  ; 

Who  trusts  his  Maker's  promises, 
And  follows  his  commands. 

3  He  speaks  the  meaning  of  his  heart, 
Nor  slanders  with  his  tongue  ; 

Will  scarce  believe  an  ill  report, 
Nor  do  his  neighbour  wrong. 

4  The  wealthy  sinner  he  contemns, 
Loves  all  who  fear  the  Lord ! 

And  though  to  his  own  hurt  he  swears. 
Still  he  performs  his  word. 

5  His  hands  disdain  a  golden  bribe, 
And  never  gripe  the  poor : 

This  man  shall  dwell  with  God  on  earth, 
And  find  his  heav'n  secure.] 

L.  M.  Leeds.  Oporto.  [*] 

Duties  to  God  and  Man  ;  or  the  Christian. 

e  1  "¥li7"HO  shall  ascend  thy  heav'nly  place, 

▼  ▼    Great  God,  and  dwell  before  thy  face  r 
— The  man  who  minds  religion  now, 
.  And  humbly  walks  with  God  below : 

2  Whose  hands  are  pure,  whose  heart  is  clean ; 
Whose  lips  still  speak  the  thing  they  mean ; 
No  slanders  dwell  upon  his  tongue  : 

He  hates  to  do  his  neighbour  wrong. 

3  [Scarce  will  he  trust  an  ill  report, 
Nor  vent  it  to  his  neighbour's  hurt : 
Sinners  of  state  he  can  despise, 
But  saints  are  honour'd  in  his  eyes.] 


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4  [Firm  to  his  word  he  ever  stood, 
And  always  makes  his  promise  good : 
Nor  dares  to  chance  the  thing  he  swears, 
Whatever  pain  or  loss  he  bears.] 

5  [He  never  deals  in  bribing  gold, 

And  mourns  that  justice  should  be  sold ; 

While  others  gripe  and  grind  the  poor, 

Sweet  charity  attends  his  door.] 
e  6  He  loves  his  enemies,  and  prays 

For  those  who  curse  him  to  his  face ; 
— And  does  to  all  men  still  the  same 

That  he  would  hope  or  wish  from  them. 

7  Yet  when  his  holiest  works  are  done, 

His  soul  depends  on  grace  alone  : — 
o  This  is  the  man  thy  face  shall  see, 

And  dwell  for  ever,  Lord,  with  thee. 

PSALM  16.  L.  M.  1st  Part.  ShoeL  [b] 

Good  Works  profit  Men.  not  God. 

e  1  T>RESERVE  me,  Lord,  in  time  of  need ; 
-t      For  succour  to  thy  throne  I  flee, 

But  have  no  merits  there  to  plead ; 

My  goodness  cannot  reach  to  thee. 
e  2  Oft  have  my  heart  and  tongue  confess'd, 

How  empty  and  how  poor  I  am  : 

My  praise  can  never  make  thee  blest, 

Nor  add  new  glories  to  thy  name. 
— 3  Yet,  Lord,  thy  saints  on  earth  may  reap 

Some  profit  by  the  good  we  do ; 

These  are  the  company  I  keep, 

These  are  the  choicest  friends  I  know. 

4  Let  others  choose  the  sons  of  mirth, 

To  give  a  relish  to  their  wine  ; 

I  love  the  men  of  heavenly  birth, 

Whose  thoughts  and  language  are  divine. 

L.  M.  2nd  Part.  Green's.  [*] 

Christ's  JU-sufficiency. 

1  [TTJOW  fast  their  guilt  and  sorrows  rise, 
JTl  Who  haste  to  seek  some  idol  god  * 
will  not  taste  their  sacrifice, 
Their  ofPrings  of  forbidden  blood. 


PSALM   16.  73 


2  My  God  provides  a  richer  cup, 
And  nobler  food  to  live  upon ; 
He  for  my  life  has  offer'd  up 
Jesus  his  best  beloved  Son. 

3  His  love  is  my  perpetual  feast ; 
By  day  his  counsels  guide  me  right : 
And  be  his  name  for  ever  blest, 
Who  gives  me  sweet  advice  by  night. 

4  I  set  him  still  before  mine  eyes ; 
At  my  right  hand  he  stands  prepar'd, 
To  keep  my  soul  from  all  surprise, 
And  be  my  everlasting  guard.] 

L.  M.  3rd  Part.  Moreton.  Quercy.  [*] 

Courage  in  Death,  and  Hope  of  the  Resurrection. 

1  "Vl^HEN  God  is  nigh,  my  faith  is  strong, 

▼  t  His  arm  is  my  almighty  prop ; 
o  Be  glad,  my  heart,  rejoice,  my  tongue, 
e  My  dying  flesh  shall  rest  in  hope. 

2  Though  in  the  dust  I  lay  my  head ; 
Yet,  gracious  God,  thou  wilt  not  leave 
My  soul  for  ever  with  the  dead, 
Nor  lose  thy  children  in  the  grave. 

—3  My  flesh  shall  thy  first  call  obey, 
Shake  off  the  dust,  and  rise  on  high ; 
Then  wilt  thou  lead  the  wondrous  way, 
Up  to  thy  throne  above  the  sky. 

o  4  There  streams  of  endless  pleasure  flow ; 
And  full  discov'ries  of  thy  grace 
(Which  we  but  tasted  here  below,) 
Spread  heavenly  joys  thro'  all  the  place. 

C.  M.  1st  Part.  Abridge.  Barby.  [*] 

V.  1 — 3. — Support  and  Counsel  from  God. 

1  [CJAVE  me,  O  Lord,  from  every  foe ; 

*3  In  thee  my  trust  I  place  ; 
Though  all  the  good  which  I  can  do, 
Cau  ne'er  deserve  thy  grace. 

2  Yet,  if  my  God  prolong  my  breath, 
The  saints  may  profit  by  't ; 

The  saints,  the  glory  of  the  earth, 
The  men  of  my  delight.] 


•74  PSALM  16. 


3  Let  heathens  to  their  idols  haste, 
And  worship  wood  or  stone ; 

But  my  delightful  lot  is  cast, 
Where  the  true  God  is  known. 

4  His  hand  provides  my  constant  food, 
He  fills  my  daily  cup  ; 

Much  am  I  pleas'd  with  present  good, 
But  more  rejoice  in  hope. 

5  God  is  my  portion  and  my  joy ; 
His  counsels  are  my  light ; 

He  gives  me  sweet  advice  by  day, 
And  gentle  hints  by  night. 

6  My  soul  would  all  her  thoughts  approve 
To  his  all-seeing  eye  : 

Not  death,  nor  hell,  my  hopes  will  move, 
While  such  a  friend  is  nigh. 
C.  M.  2nd  Part.  Sunday.  Doxologij.  [*] 

The  Death  and  Resurrection  of  Christ. 

d  1  [~|"  SET  the  Lord  before  my  face, 
J-  'He  bears  my  courage  up  ; 
'My  heart  and  tongue  their  joys  express, 
6  My  flesh  shall  rest  in  hope. 

2  'My  Spirit,  Lord,  thou  wilt  not  leave, 
'  Where  souls  departed  are  ; 

'  Nor  quit  my  body  to  the  grave, 
'  To  see  corruption  there. 

3  '  Thou  wilt  reveal  the  path  of  life, 
'  And  raise  me  to  thy  throne  ; 

'Thy  courts  immortal  pleasure  give, 
'  Thy  presence  joys  unknown.' 

4  Thus  in  the  name  of  Christ  the  Lord, 
The  holy  David  sung, 

And  Providence  fulfils  the  word 

Of  his  prophetic  tongue.] 
p  5  Jesus,  whom  ev'ry  saint  adores, 

Was  crucify'd  and  slain  : 
o  Behold,  the  tomb  its  prey  restores ! 

Behold,  he  lives  again  ! 
— G  When  shall  my  feet  arise  and  stand 

On  heaven's  eternal  hills  ; 
o  There  sits  the  Son  at  God's  right  hand, 

And  there  the  Father  smiles. 


PSALM  17.  75 


PSALM  17.  S.  M.  Peckham.  [*] 

V.  13,  &c. — Portion  of  Saints  and  of  Sinners. 

1     A  RISE,  my  gracious  God, 

-£jl  And  mak  ;  the  wicked  flee  ; 
They  are  but  thy  chastising  rod, 
To  drive  thy  saints  to  thee, 
p  2      Behold,  the  sinner  dies, 

His  haughty  words  are  vain ; 
Here — in  this  life  his  pleasure  lies, 
And  all  beyond  is  pain. 
e  3      Then  let  his  pride  advance, 

And  boast  of  all  his  store  ; 
— The  Lord  is  my  inheritance, 

My  soul  can  wish  no  more. 
o  4       I  shall  behold  the  face 
Of  my  forgiving  God  ; 
And  stand  complete  in  righteousness, 
Wash'd  in  my  Saviour's  blood. 
s  5       There's  a  new  heav'n  begun, 
When  I  awake  from  death — 
Dress'd  in  the  likeness  of  thy  Son, 
And  draw  immortal  breath. 
L.  M.  Islington.  [*] 

The  Saint's  Hope  ;  or  the  Resurrection. 

1  [T    ORD,  I  am  thine  :  but  thou  wilt  prove 

-L^  My  faith,  my  patience,  and  my  love : 
When  men  of  spite  against  me  join. 
They  are  the  sword,  the  hand  is  thine. 

2  Their  hope  and  portion  lie  below ; 
'Tis  all  the  happiness  they  know ; 

'Tis  all  they  seek ;  they  take  their  shares, 
And  leave  the  rest  among  their  heirs.] 

3  What  sinners  value,  I  resign ; 
Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine : 

o  I  shall  behold  thy  blissful  face, 

And  stand  complete  in  righteousness. 

p  4  This  life's  a  dream,  an  empty  show; 

— But  the  bright  world  to  which  I  go — 

o  Hath  joys  substantial  and  sincere  ; 

e  When  shall  I  wake  and  find  me  there  ? 

— 5  O  glorious  hour !  O  blest  abode  ! 
I  shall  be  near,  and  like  my  God ! 


76  PSALM  18. 


And  flesh  and  sin  no  more  control 

The  sacred  pleasures  of  the  soul, 
a  6  My  flesh  will  slumber  in  the  ground, 
— Till  the  last  trumpet's  joyful  sound ; 

Then  burst  the  chains  with  sweet  surprise, 

And  in  my  Saviour's  image  rise. 

PSALM  18.  L.  M.  1st  Part.  Green's.  [*] 

Ver.  1—6,  15—18. 
Deliverance  from  Despair  ;  or  Temptations  overcome. 

1   rriHEE  will  I  love,  O  Lord,  my  strength, 
JL    My  rock,  my  tower,  my  high  defence  : 
Thy  mighty  arm  shall  be  my  trust, 
For  I  have  found  salvation  thence. 

e  2  Death,  and  the  terrours  of  the  grave, 

Stood  round  me  with  their  dismal  shade  ; 

While  floods  of  high  temptation  rose, 

And  made  my  sinking  soul  afraid. 
e  3  I  saw  the  op'ning  gates  of  hell. 

With  endless  pains  and  sorrows  there ; 

Which  none,  but  they  that  feel,  can  tell, 

While  1  was  hurry'd  to  despair. 

4  In  my  distress  I  call'd  my  God, 
When  I  could  scarce  believe  him  mine ; 

— He  bow'd  his  ear  to  my  complaint ; 
o  Then  did  his  grace  appear  divine. 

5  [With  speed  he  flew  to  my  relief; 
As  on  a  cherub's  wing  he  rode  ; 
Awful  and  bright,  as  lightning,  shone 
The  face  of  my  deliv'rer  God.] 

o  6  Temptations  fled  at  his  rebuke, 

The  blast  of  his  almighty  breath ; 

He  sent  salvation  from  on  high, 

And  drew  me  from  the  depths  of  death. 

7  [Great  were  my  fears,  my  foes  were  great ; 

Much  was  their  strength,  and  more  their  rage ; 

But  Christ,  my  Lord,  is  conqu'ror  still, 

In  all  the  wars  that  devils  wage.] 
s  8  My  song  for  ever  shall  record 

That  terrible,  that  joyful  hour ; 

And  give  the  glory  to  the  Lord, 

Due  to  his  mercy  and  his  pow'r  • 


PSALM  18.  77 


L.  M.  2nd  Part.  Armley.  [b] 

V.  20 — 26. — Sincerity  proved  and  reioarded. 

1  T    ORD,  thou  hast  seen  my  soul  sincere, 
-Li  Hast  made  thy  truth  and  love  appear , 

Before  mine  eyes  I  set  thy  laws, 

And  thou  hast  own'd  my  righteous  cause. 

2  [Since  I  have  learn'd  thy  holy  ways, 
Pve  walk'd  upright  before  thy  face  : 
Or  if  my  feet  did  e'er  depart, 
'Twas  never  with  a  wicked  heart.] 

p  3  What  sore  temptations  broke  my  rest ! 

e  What  wars  and  strugglings  in  my  breast ! 

— But,  thro'  thy  grace  that  reigns  within, 
I  guard  against  my  darling  sin. 
4  The  sin  that  close  besets  me  still, 
That  works  and  strives  against  my  will ; 

e  When  will  thy  Spirit's  sovereign  power 
Destroy  it,  that  it  rise  no  more  ? 

— 5  With  an  impartial  hand,  the  Lord 
Deals  out  to  mortals  their  reward  : 
The  kind  and  faithful  soul  shall  find 
A  God  as  faithful  and  as  kind. 
6  The  just  and  pure  shall  ever  say, 
Thou  art  more  pure,  more  just  than  they ; 

o  And  men  who  love  revenge  shall  know, 

u  God  hath  an  arm  of  vengeance  too. 

L.  M.  3rd  Part.  Quercy.  Nantivich.  [*] 

V.  30,  31,  34,  35,  36,  &c. 
Rejoicing  in  God :  or  Salvation  and  Triumph. 

1    "TUST  are  thy  ways,  and  true  thy  word, 
e      J    Great  Rock  of  my  secure  abode. 
— Who  is  a  God  beside  the  Lord  ? 
g  Or  where's  a  refuge  like  our  God  ? 
— 2  'Tis  he  who  girds  me  with  his  might, 

Gives  me  his  holy  sword  to  wield ; 

And,  while  with  sin  and  hell  I  tight, 

Spreads  his  salvation  for  my  shield. 
o  3  He  lives,  (and  blessed  be  my  Rock,) 

The  God  of  my  salvation  lives  ; 

The  dark  designs  of  hell  are  broke  ; 

e  Sweet  is  the  peace  my  Father  gives. 

7* 


78  PSALM  18. 


— 4  Before  the  scoffers  of  the  age, 
I  will  exalt  my  Father's  name ; 
Nor  tremble  at  their  mighty  rage, 
But  meet  reproach  and  bear  the  shame. 
5  To  David  and  his  royal  seed, 
Thy  grace  for  ever  shall  extend ; 
Thy  love  to  saints,  in  Christ  their  head, 
Knows  not  a  limit,  nor  an  end. 

C.  M.  1st  Part.  Mear.  [*] 

Victory  and  Triumph,  over  Temporal  Enemies. 

1  ~VI7~E  love  thee,  Lord,  and  we  adore ; 

▼  ▼    Now  is  thine  arm  reveal'd ; 
Thou  art  our  strength,  our  heav'nly  tow'r, 
Our  bulwark  and  our  shield, 
o  2  We  fly  to  our  eternal  Rock, 

And  find  a  sure  defence ; 
— His  holy  name  our  lips  invoke, 
And  draw  salvation  thence. 
o  3  When  God  our  leader  shines  in  arms, 

What  mortal  heart  can  bear 
g  The  thunder  of  his  loud  alarms  ? 

The  lightning  of  his  spear  ? 
— 4  He  rides  upon  the  winged  wind, 
And  angels  in  array, 
In  millions  wait  to  know  his  mind, 
o      And  swift  as  flames  obey. 
— 5  He  speaks — and  at  his  fierce  rebuke, 
Whole  armies  are  dismay'd ; 
His  voice,  his  frown,  his  angry  look, 
o      Strikes  all  their  courage  dead. 
— 6  He  forms  our  gen'rals  for  the  field, 
With  all  their  dreadful  skill ; 
Gives  them  his  awful  sword  to  wield, 
And  makes  them  hearts  of  steel. 

7  [He  arms  our  captains  to  the  fight, 
Though  there  his  name's  forgot ; 

He  girded  Cyrus  with  his  might, 
But  Cyrus  knew  him  not.] 

8  Oft  has  the  Lord  whole  nations  blest, 
For  his  own  church's  sake  ; 

The  powers  that  give  his  people  rest, 
Shall  of  his  care  partake. 


PSALM  19.  79 


C.  M.  2nd  Part.  Arundel  [*] 

The  Conqueror's  Song. 

1  [npO  thine  almighty  arm  we  owe 

A    The  triumphs  of  the  day ; 
Thy  terrours,  Lord,  confound  the  foe, 
And  melt  their  strength  away. 

2  'Tis  by  thy  aid  our  troops  prevail, 
And  break  united  powers ; 

Or  burn  their  boasted  fleets,  or  scale 
The  proudest  of  their  towers. 

3  How  have  we  chas'd  them  through  the  field, 
And  trod  them  to  the  ground ; 

While  thy  salvation  was  our  shield, 
But  they  no  shelter  found  ! 
6  4  In  vain  to  idol  saints  they  cry, 

And  perish  in  their  blood  : 
—Where  is  a  rock  so  great,  so  high, 

So  powerful,  as  our  God  ? 
o  5  The  Rock  of  Israel  ever  lives, 

His  name  be  ever  blest ; 
o  'Tis  his  own  arm  the  vict'ry  gives, 
And  gives  his  people  rest. 
6  On  kings  that  reign  as  David  did, 

He  pours  his  blessings  down  ; 
Secures  their  honours  to  their  seed, 
And  well  supports  their  crown.] 

PSALM  19.  S.M.  1st  Part.  Watchman.  Sutton.  [*] 

The  Book  of  Xaturc  and  the  Scriptures. 

1  "O  EHOLD,  the  lofty  sky 
JO  Declares  its  maker  God ; 

And  all  his  starry  works  on  high 
Proclaim  his  power  abroad. 

2  The  darkness  and  the  light 
Still  keep  their  course  the  same ; 

While  night  to  day,  and  day  to  nighi. 
Divinely  teach  his  name. 

3  In  ev'ry  different  land, 
Their  gen'ral  voice  is  known  : 

They  show  the  wonders  of  his  hand, 
And  orders  of  his  throne. 


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o  4       Ye  Christian  lands,  rejoice, 
Here  he  reveals  his  word ; 
We  are  not  left  to  nature's  voice, 
To  bid  us  know  the  Lord. 

5  His  statutes  and  commands 
Are  set  before  our  eyes  ; 

He  puts  his  gospel  in  our  hands, 
Where  our  salvation  lies. 

6  His  laws  are  just  and  pure, 
His  truth  without  deceit, 

His  promises  for  ever  sure, 

And  his  rewards  are  great. 
—7       [Not  honey  to  the  taste 

Affords  so  much  delight ; 
Nor  gold  that  has  the  furnace  pass'd, 

So  much  allures  the  sight. 
o  8      While  of  thy  works  I  sing, 

Thy  glory  to  proclaim  ; 
Accept  the  praise,  my  God,  my  King, 

In  my  Redeemer's  name.] 

S.  M.  2nd  Part.  Dover.  Pelham,  [*] 

God's  Word  most  excellent :  or  holy  Fear. 

1  [TT>EHOLD  the  morning  sun 

J3  Begins  his  glorious  way; 
His  beams  through  all  the  nations  run, 
And  life  and  light  convey. 

2  But  where  the  gospel  comes, 
It  spreads  diviner  light : 

It  calls  dead  sinners  from  their  tombs, 
And  gives  the  blind  their  sight.] 

3  How  perfect  is  thy  word  ! 
And  all  thy  judgments  just  ; 

For  ever  sure  thy  promise,  Lord, 
And  men  securely  trust. 

4  My  gracious  God,  how  plain 
Are  thy  directions  giv'n  ! 

O  may  I  never  read  in  vain, 

But  find  the  path  to  heaven. 

PAUSE. 

e  5       I  hear  thy  word  with  love, 
And  I  would  fain  obey ; 


PSALM  19.  a* 


Send  thy  good  Spirit  from  above 
To  guide  me,  lest  I  stray. 

6  O  who  can  ever  find 
The  errours  of  his  ways  ? 

e  Yet  with  a  bold  presumpt'ous  mind, 
I  would  not  dare  transgress. 

7  Warn  me  of  ev'ry  sin, 
Forgive  my  secret  faults, 

And  cleanse  this  guilty  soul  of  mine, 
Whose  crimes  exceed  my  thoughts. 
— 8       While  with  my  heart  and  tongue, 
I  spread  thy  praise  abroad  ; 

Accept  the  worship  and  the  song, 
My  Saviour  and  my  God. 

L.  M.  Green's.  Leeds.  [*] 

Nature  and  Scripture  compared. 

1   npHE  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord, 
JL    In  every  star  thy  wisdom  shines , 
o  But  when  our  eyes  behold  thy  word, 
We  read  thy  name  in  fairer  lines. 

— 2  The  rolling  sun,  the  changing  light, 
And  nights  and  days  thy  pow'r  confess ; 

o  But  the  blest  volume  thou  hast  writ 
Reveals  thy  justice  and  thy  grace. 

— 3  Sun,  moon,  and  stars  convey  thy  praise, 
Round  the  whole  earth,  and  never  stand ; 

o  So  when  thy  truth  began  its  race, 
It  touch'd  and  glanc'd  on  ev'ry  land. 

o  4  Nor  will  thy  spreading  gospel  rest, 
'Till  thro'  the  world  thy  truth  has  run ; 
'Till  Christ  has  all  the  nations  blest, 
That  see  the  light,  or  feel  the  sun. 

e  5  Great  Sun  of  Righteousness,  arise  ; 

—Bless  the  dark  world  with  heav'nly  light ; 
Thy  gospel  makes  the  simple  wise, 
Thy  laws  are  pure,  thy  judgments  right. 

g  6  Thy  noblest  wonders  here  we  view, 
In  souls  renew'd,  and  sins  forgiv'n : 
Lord  cleanse  my  sins,  my  soul  renew, 
And  make  thy  word  my  guide  to  heaven. 


82  PSALM  19. 


P.  M.   Cumberland.  [*] 

The  Book  of  Nature  and  Scripture. 

1  [f^  RE  AT  God,  the  heaven's  well  order'd 

VJ  Declares  the  glories  of  thy  name;  [frame 
There  thy  rich  works  of  wonder  shine  : 

A  thousand  starry  beauties  there, 

A  thousand  radiant  marks  appear, 
Of  boundless  power  and  skill  divine. 

2  From  night  to  da}',  from  day  to  night, 
The  dawning  and  the  dying  light, 

Lectures  of  heav'nly  wisdom  read  ; 
With  silent  eloquence  they  raise 
Our  thoughts  to  our  Creator's  praise, 

And  neither  sound  nor  language  need. 
o  3  Yet  their  divine  instructions  run, 
Far  as  the  journeys  of  the  sun  ; 

And  ev'ry  nation  knows  their  voice : 
The  sun,  like  some  young  bridegroom  dress'd, 
Breaks  from  the  chambers  of  the  east ; 

Rolls  round  and  makes  the  earth  rejoice. 
g  4  Where'er  he  spreads  his  beams  abroad, 
He  smiles  and  speaks  his  maker  God ; 

All  nature  joins  to  show  thy  praise ; 
Thus  God  in  ev'ry  creature  shines : 
— Fair  is  the  book  of  nature's  lines  ; 

But  fairer  is  the  book  of  grace.] 

PAUSE. 

b  5  I  love  the  volumes  of  thy  word  ; — 

What  light  and  joy  these  leaves  afford, 
e       To  souls  benighted  and  distress'd  ! 
— Thy  precepts  guide  my  doubtful  way, 

Thy  fear  forbids  my  feet  to  stray, 
Thy  promise  leads  my  heart  to  rest. 

6  From  the  discov'ries  of  thy  law, 

The  perfect  rules  of  life  I  draw  , 
These  are  my  study  and  delight : 
b  Not  honey  so  invites  the  taste, 

Nor  gold  that  has  the  furnace  pass'd, 
Appears  so  pleasing  to  the  sight. 
e  7  Thy  threat'nings  wake  my  slumb'ring  eyes, 

And  warn  me  where  my  danger  lies ; 
o      But  'tis  thy  blessed  gospel,  Lord. 


PSALM  20.  83 


That  makes  my  guilty  conscience  clean, 
Converts  my  soul,  subdues  my  sin, 
And  gives  a  free,  but  large  reward. 

e  8  Who  knows  the  errours  of  his  thoughts  ? 
My  God,  forgive  my  secret  faults, 
And  from  presumptuous  sins  restrain : 
— Accept  my  poor  attempts  of  praise, 
That  I  have  read  thy  book  of  grace, 
And  book  of  nature  not  in  vain. 

PSALM  20.  L.  M.  Blendon.  [*] 

Prayer  and  Hope  of  Victory. 

1  1VTOW  may  the  God  of  power  and  grace 
-Li    Attend  his  people's  humble  cry! 

Jehovah  hears  when  Israel  prays, 
And  brings  deliv'rance  from  on  high. 

2  The  name  of  Jacob's  God  defends, 
Better  than  shields  or  brazen  walls ; 
He  from  his  sanctuary  sends 
Succour  and  strength  when  Zion  calls. 

e  3  Well  he  remembers  all  our  sighs, 
His  love  exceeds  our  best  deserts  ; 
His  love  accepts  the  sacrifice — 
Of  humble  groans  and  broken  hearts. 

o  4  In  his  salvation  is  our  hope  ; 
And  in  the  name  of  Israel's  God, 
Our  troops  shall  lift  their  banners  up, 
Our  navies  spread  their  flags  abroad. 

— 5  Some  trust  in  horses  train'd  for  war, 
And  some  of  chariots  make  their  boasts , 

o  Our  surest  expectations  are 

From  thee,  the  Lord  of  heavenly  hosts. 

6  [O  may  the  mem'ry  of  thy  name, 
Inspire  our  armies  for  the  fight ! 
d  Our  foes  shall  fall  and  die  with  shame, 
Or  quit  the  field  with  shameful  flight.] 

—7  Now  save  us,  Lord,  from  slavish  fear, 

Now  let  our  hope  be  firm  and  strong  ; 
o  Till  thy  salvation  shall  appear, 
s  And  joy  and  triumph  raise  the  song. 


84  PSALM  21 


PSALM  21.  CM.  Sunday.  [*J 

Our  Country  the  Cure  of  Heaven. 

1  [/^iUR  land,  O  Lord,  with  songs  of  praise 

v^r    Shall  in  thy  strength  rejoice  ; 
And,  blest  with  thy  salvation,  raise 
To  heaven  their  cheerful  voice. 

2  Thy  sure  defence,  through  nations  round, 
Has  spread  our  wondrous  name ; 

And  our  successful  actions  crown'd 

With  dignity  and  fame. 
S  Then  let  our  land  on  God  alone 

For  timely  aid  rely ; 
His  mercy,  which  adorns  his  throne, 

Shall  all  our  wants  supply. 

4  But,  righteous  Lord,  thy  stubborn  foes 
Shall  feel  thy  dreadful  hand ; 

Thy  vengeful  arm  shall  find  out  those 
Who  hate  all  just  command. 

5  When  thou  against  them  dost  engage, 
Thy  just  but  dreadful  doom 

Shall,  like  a  fiery  oven's  rage, 
Their  hopes  and  them  consume. 

6  Thus,  Lord,  thy  wondrous  power  declare, 
And  thus  exalt  thy  fame ; 

Whilst  we  glad  songs  of  praise  prepare 
For  thine  almighty  name.] 

L.  M.  Castle-street.  [*] 

V.  1 — 9.     Christ  exalted  to  the  Kingdom. 

1   TA  AVID  rejoie'd  in  God  his  strength, 
JLJ  Rais'd  to  the  throne  by  special  grace 
0  But  Christ  the  Son  appears  at  length, 

Fulfils  the  triumphs  and  the  praise. 
—2  How  great  is  the  Messiah's  joy, 

In  the  salvation  of  thy  hand ! 
g  Lord  thou  hast  rais'd  his  kingdom  high, 

And  giv'n  the  world  to  his  command. 
— 3  Thy  goodness  grants  whate'er  he  will, 

Nor  does  the  least  request  withhold  ; 

Blessings  of  love  prevent  him  still, 

And  crowns  of  glory,  not  of  gold. 
g  4  Honour  and  majesty  divine 

Around  his  sacred  temples  shine* 


PSALM  22.  85 


Blest  with  the  favour  of  thy  face, 

And  length  of  everlasting  days. 

[5  Thine  hand  shall  find  out  all  his  foes , 

And  as  the  fiery  oven  glows 

With  raging  heat  and  living  coals, 

So  shall  thy  wrath  devour  their  souls.] 

PSALM  22.  CM.  1st  Part.  Canterbury. [*] 

V.  1 — 16.     The  Sufferings  and  Death  of  Christ. 

1  [Xl^HY  has  my  God  my  soul  forsook, 

▼  J     Nor  will  a  smile  afford  ? 
(Thus  David  once  in  anguish  spoke, 
And  thus  our  dying  Lord.) 

2  Though  'tis  my  chief  delight  to  dwell, 
Among  thy  praising  saints  ; 

Yet  thou  canst  hear  a  groan  as  well, 
And  pity  our  complaints. 

3  Our  fathers  trusted  in  thy  name, 
And  great  deliv'rance  found  : 

But  Pm  a  worm  despis'd  of  men, 
And  trodden  to  the  ground. 

4  Shaking  the  head,  thev  £Sss  me  by, 
And  laugh  my  soul  to  scorn ; 

1  In  vain  he  trusts  in  God,'  they  cry, 
'Neglected  and  forlorn.' 

5  But  thou  art  he  who  form'd  my  flesh, 
By  thine  almighty  word  ; 

And  since  I  hung  upon  the  breast, 
My  hope  is  in  the  Lord. 

6  Why  will  my  Father  hide  his  face, 
When  foes  stand  threatening  round, 

In  the  dark  hour  of  deep  distress, 
And  not  a  helper  found  ? 

PAUSE. 

7  Behold  thy  darling  left  among 
The  cruel  and  the  proud ; 

\s  bulls  of  Bashati  fierce  and  strong, 

As  lions  roaring  loud. 
.    From  earth  and  hell  my  sorrows  meet, 

To  multiply  the  smart ; 
They  nail  my  hands,  they  pierce  my  feet, 

And  try  to  vex  my  heart. 
8 


86  PSALM  22. 


9  Yet  if  thy  sovereign  hand  let  loose 
The  rage  of  earth  and  hell ; 

Why  will  my  heavenly  Father  bruise 
The  Son  he  loves  so  well  ? 

10  My  God,  if  possible  it  be, 
Withhold  this  bitter  cup : 

But  I  resign  my  will  to  thee, 
And  drink  the  sorrows  up. 

1 1  My  heart  dissolves  in  pangs  unknown ; 
In  groans  I  waste  my  breath  : 

Thy  heavy  hand  hath  brought  me  down, 
Low  as  the  dust  of  death. 

12  Father,  I  give  my  spirit  up, 
And  trust  it  in  thy  hand ; 

My  dying  flesh  shall  rest  in  hope, 
And  rise  at  thy  command.] 

C.  M.  2nd  Part.  Bedford.  [*] 

V.  20,  21,  27—31.     Christ's  Sufferings  and  Kingdom. 

p  1  '  1VTOW  from  the  roaring  lion's  rage, 
-L^l    '  O  Lord,  protect  thy  Son ; 
'  Nor  leave  thy  darling  to  engage 
'  The  powers  of  hell  alone.' 
— 2  Thus  did  our  suffering  Saviour  pray, 

With  mighty  cries  and  tears : 
o  God  heard  him  in  that  dreadful  day, 

And  chas'd  away  his  fears. 
— 3  Great  was  the  victory  of  his  death ; 
His  throne's  exalted  high ; 
And  all  the  kindreds  of  the  earth 

Shall  worship — or  shall  die. 
4  A  numerous  offspring  must  arise 

From  his  expiring  groans  ; 
They  shall  be  reckon'd  in  his  eyes 
For  daughters  and  for  sons. 
e  5  The  meek  and  humble  souls  shall  see 

His  table  richly  spread  ; 
— And  all  that  seek  the  Lord  shall  be 

With  joys  immortal  fed. 
o  6  The  isles  shall  know  the  righteousness 
Of  our  incarnate  God; 
And  nations  yet  unborn,  profess 

Salvation  in  his  blood.  St.  Anns. 


PSALM  22,  23. 87 

L.  M.  Carthage,  [b] 

Christ's  Sufferings  and  Exaltation. 

p  1  IVfOW  let  our  mournful  songs  record 
J-l    The  dying  sorrows  of  our  Lord ; 

When  he  complain'd  in  tears  and  blood, 

As  one  forsaken  of  his  God. 
e  2  The  Jews  beheld  him  thus  forlorn, 

And  shook  their  heads,  and  laugh'd  in  scorn ; 
d  *  He  rescu'd  others  from  the  grave  ; 

'  Now  let  him  try  himself  to  save. 

3  '  This  is  the  man  did  once  pretend 
1  God  was  his  Father  and  his  Friend ; 
'  If  God  the  blessed  lov'd  him  so, 
'  Why  doth  he  fail  to  help  him  now  ?' 

o  4  Barbarous  people  !  cruel  priests  ! 

How  they  stood  round  like  savage  beasts ! 

Like  lions  gaping  to  devour, 

When  God  had  left  him  in  their  power. 

p  5  They  wound  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 
Till  streams  of  blood  each  other  meet ; 
By  lot  his  garments  they  divide, 
And  mock  the  pangs  in  which  he  died. 

— 6  But  God  his  Father  heard  his  cry ; 

o  Rais'd  from  the  dead,  he  reigns  on  high ; 

— The  nations  learn  his  righteousness, 
And  humble  sinners  taste  his  grace. 

PSALM  23.  L.  M.  Green's.  Islington.  [*] 

God  our  Shepherd. 

1  1VTY  Shepherd  is  the  living  Lord ; 

-L* M.  Now  shall  my  wants  be  well  supply'd, 
His  providence  and  holy  word 
Become  my  safety  and  my  guide. 

2  In  pastures  where  salvation  grows 
He  makes  me  feed,  he  makes  me  rest , 
There  living  water  gently  flows, 

And  all  the  food  's  divinely  blest, 
p  3  My  wand'ring  feet  his  ways  mistake ; 
— But  he  restores  my  soul  to  peace, 
o  And  leads  me,  for  his  mercy's  sake, 

In  the  fair  paths  of  righteousness, 
p  4  Though  I  walk  through  the  gloomy  vale, 

Where  death  and  all  its  terrours  are ; 


PSALM  23. 


— My  heart  and  hope  shall  never  fail, 
o  For  God  my  Shepherd's  with  me  there. 
e  5  Amidst  the  darkness  and  the  deeps, 
— Thou  art  my  comfort,  thou  my  stay : 
o  Thy  staff  supports  my  feeble  steps, 

Thy  rod  directs  my  doubtful  way. 
e  [6  The  sons  of  earth,  and  sons  of  hell, 
Gaze  at  thy  goodness  and  repine, 
To  see  my  table  spread  so  well, 
With  living  bread  and  cheerful  wine. 
7    How  I  rejoice,  when  on  my  head 
Thy  Spirit  condescends  to  rest ! 
o  'Tis  a  divine  anointing  shed, 

Like  oil  of  gladness  at  a  feast.  ] 
s  8  Surely  the  mercies  of  the  Lord 
Attend  his  household  all  their  days , 
There  will  I  dwell,  to  hear  his  word, 
To  seek  his  face,  and  sing  his  praise. 

C.  M.  Barby.  [*] 
1  [IVTY  Shepherd  will  supply  my  need ; 

-1TJL  Jehovah  is  his  name  : 
In  pastures  fresh  he  makes  me  feed, 
Beside  the  living  stream. 
o  2  He  brings  my  wand'ring  spirit  back, 
When  I  forsake  his  ways ; 
And  leads  me,  for  his  mercy's  sake, 
In  paths  of  truth  and  grace. 
e  3  When  I  walk  through  the  shades  of  death, 
Thy  presence  is  my  stay ; 
A  word  of  thy  supporting  breath 
Drives  all  my  fears  away. 
— 4  Thy  hand,  in  spite  of  all  my  foes, 

Doth  still  my  table  spread ; 
o  My  cup  with  blessings  overflows, 

Thine  oil  anoints  my  head. 
— 5  The  sure  provisions  of  my  God 

Attend  me  all  my  days ; 
e  O  may  thy  house  be  my  abode, 

And  all  my  work  be  praise ! 
— 6  There  would  I  find  a  settled  rest, 
While  others  go  and  come ; 
No  more  a  stranger  or  a  guest, 
But  like  a  child  at  home.] 


PSALM  23,  24. 89 

S.  M.  Aylesbury.  Dover.  [*] 

God's  tender  Care  of  his  People. 

1  FT!  HE  Lord  my  Shepherd  is, 

A    I  shall  be  well  supply 'd  : 
Since  he  is  mine,  and  I  am  his, 
What  can  I  want  beside  ? 

2  He  leads  me  to  the  place, 
Where  heavenly  pasture  grows, 

Where  living  waters  gently  pass, 
o  And  full  salvation  flows. 

e  3      If  e'er  I  go  astray, 
—        He  doth  my  soul  reclaim ; 

And  guides  me  in  his  own  right  way, 

For  his  most  holy  name* 
4      While  he  affords  his  aid, 
o  I  cannot  yield  to  fear ! 

e  Tho'  I  should  walk  through  death's  dark  shade, 
o  My  Shepherd  's  with  me  there. 

s  5      In  spite  of  all  my  foes, 

Thou  dost  my  table  spread ; 
My  cup  with  blessings  overflows, 

And  joy  exalts  my  head. 
6       The  bounties  of  thy  love 

Shall  crown  my  foll'wing  days ; 
Nor  from  thy  house  will  I  remove, 
Nor  cease  to  speak  thy  praise. 

PSALM  24.  C.  M.  Abridge.  Bedford.  [*] 

Dwelling  with  God. 

1   np  H  E  earth  for  ever  is  the  Lord's, 

JL    With  Adam's  num'rous  race ; 
He  rais'd  its  arches  o'er  the  floods, 
And  built  it  on  the  seas. 
e  2  But  who  among  the  sons  of  men 

May  visit  thine  abode  ? 
d  He  who  has  hands  from  mischief  clean. 
Whose  heart  is  right  with  God. 

3  This  is  the  man  may  rise,  and  take 
The  blessings  of  his  grace  ; 

This  is  the  lot  of  those  who  seek 
The  God  of  Jacob's  face. 
o  4  Now  let  our  soul's  immortal  powers 
To  meet  the  Lord  prepare  : 
8* 


90 PSALM  24,  2b. 

o  Lift  up  their  everlasting  doors ; 

The  King  of  glory's  near. 
e  5  The  King  of  glory — who  can  tell 

The  wonders  of  his  might  ? 
— He  rules  the  nations ;  but  to  dwell 

With  saints,  is  his 'delight. 

L.  M.  Islington.  [*] 

Saints  diccll  in  Heaven  :  or  Christ's  Ascension. 

d  1  np HIS  spacious  earth  is  all  the  LorrPs, 

J--  And  men  and  worms,  and  beasts  and  birds; 
— He  rais'd  the  building  on  the  seas, 

And  gave  it  for  their  dwelling  place, 
o  2  But  there's  a  brighter  werld  on  high, 

Thy  palace,  Lord,  above  the  sky : 
e  Who  shall  ascend  that  blest  abode, 

And  dwell  so  near  his  maker  God  ? 
d  3  He  who  abhors  and  fears  to  sin, 

Whose  heart  is  pure,  whose  hands  are  clean , 

Him  will  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  bless, 

And  clothe  his  soul  with  righteousness. 
— 4  These  are  the  men,  the  pious  race, 

Who  seek  the  God  of  Jacob's  face  ; 
o  These  shall  enjoy  the  blissful  sight, 

And  dwell  in  everlasting  light. 

PAUSE.     Oporto. 

o  5  Rejoice,  ye  shining  worlds  on  high, 

— Behold  the  King  of  glory  nigh  ! 

e  Who  can  this  King  of  glory  be  ? 

o  The  mighty  Lord,  the  Saviour  Js  he. 

— 6  Ye  heavenly  gates,  your  leaves  display, 

To  make  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  way ; 
o  Laden  with  spoils  from  earth  and  hell, 

The  Conqu'ror  comes  with  God  to  dwell, 
g  7  Rais'd  from  the  dead,  he  goes  before, 

He  opens  heaven's  eternal  door, 

To  give  his  saints  a  blest  abode, 

Near  their  Redeemer  and  their  God. 

PSALM  2b.  S.M.  1st  Part.  Little  Marlboro',  [b] 

Ver.  1 — 11.      Waiting  for  Pardon  and  Direction. 

1  "   "  LIFT  my  soul  to  God, 
J-  My  trust  is  in  his  name  ; 


PSALM  25.  91 


e  Let  not  my  foes  that  seek  my  blood 

Still  triumph  in  my  shame. 
p  2       Sin,  and  the  powers  of  hell, 

Persuade  me  to  despair : 
— Lord,  make  me  know  thy  cov'nant  well, 

That  I  may  'scape  the  snare, 
e  3       From  the  first  dawning  light 

Till  the  dark  evening  rise, 
For  thy  salvation,  Lord,  I  wait, 

With  ever  longing  eyes. 
e  4      Remember  all  thy  grace, 

And  lead  me  in  thy  truth ; 
Forgive  the  sins  of  riper  days, 

And  follies  of  my  youth. 

— 5      The  Lord  is  just  and  kind  ; 

The  meek  shall  learn  his  ways ; 
And  every  humble  sinner  find 
The  methods  of  his  grace. 
o  G       For  his  own  goodness'  sake, 

He  saves  my  soul  from  shame ; 

He  pardons,  (though  my  guilt  be  great,) 

Through  my  Redeemer's  name. 

S.  M.  2nd  Part.  Dover.  [*] 

Ver.  12,  14,  10,  13.     Divine  Instruction. 

e   1  "VITHERE  shall  the  man  be  found, 
▼  T     Who  fears  t'  offend  his  God— 
Who  loves  the  gospel's  joyful  sound, 
And  trembles  at  the  rod  ? 

— 2      The  Lord  will  make  him  know 
o  The  secrets  of  his  heart ; 

o  The  wonders  of  his  cov'nant  show, 
And  all  his  love  impart. 

— 3      The  dealings  of  his  hand 
Are  truth  and  mercy  still, 
With  such  as  to  his  cov'nant  stand, 
And  love  to  do  his  will. 

4      Their  souls  shall  dwell  at  ease, 
o  Before  their  Maker's  face ; 

Their  seed  shall  taste  the  promises, 
In  their  extensive  grace 


32 PSALM  25,  26. 

S.  M.  3rd  Part.  St.  Bridge's,  [b] 

Ver.  15 — 22.     Backsliding  and  Desertion. 

1   IVFINE  eyes  and  my  desire 

1TJL  Arc  ever  to  the  Lord ; 
I  love  to  plead  his  promises, 
And  rest  upon  his  word, 
o  2       Turn,  turn  thee  to  my  soul ; 

Bring  thy  salvation  near ; 
e  When  will  thy  hand  release  my  feet 

Out  of  the  deadly  snare  ! 
p  3      When  shall  the  sovereign  grace 
Of  my  forgiving  God, 
Restore  me  from  those  dangerous  ways, 
My  wandering  feet  have  trod. 
e  4      The  tumult  of  my  thoughts 

Does  but  enlarge  my  wo ; 
p  My  spirit  languishes,  my  heart 
Is  desolate  and  low. 

5  [With  ev'ry  morning  light, 
My  sorrow  new  begins ; 

Look  on  my  anguish  and  my  pain, 
And  pardon  all  my  sins. 

PAUSE. 

6  Behold  the  hosts  of  hell, 
How  cruel  is  their  hate  ! 

Against  my  life  they  rise,  and  join 
Their  fury  with  deceit.] 

7  O  keep  my  soul  from  death, 
Nor  put  my  hope  to  shame ; 

For  I  have  plac'd  my  only  trust 

In  my  Redeemer's  name, 
e  8      With  humble  faith  I  wait, 

To  see  thy  face  again ; 
o  Of  Israel  it  shall  ne'er  be  said, 
d  He  sought  the  Lord  in  vain. 

PSALM  26.  L.  M.  Quercy.  Bath.  [*] 

Self- Examination  .  or  Evidences  of  Grace. 

1     |"UDGE  me,  O  Lord,  and  prove  my  ways ; 

•J    And  try  my  reins,  and  try  my  heart ; 
My  faith  upon  thy  promise  stays, 
Nor  from  thv  law  my  feet  depart. 


PSALM  27.  93 


e  2  I  hate  to  walk,  I  hate  to  sit 

With  men  of  vanity  and  lies  ; 

The  scoffer  and  the  hypocrite 

Are  the  abhorrence  of  my  e}~es. 
o  3  Amongst  thy  saints  will  I  appear, 

With  hands  well  wash'd  in  innocence  ; 
e  But  when  I  stand  before  thy  bar, 

The  blood  of  Christ  is  my  defence. 
— 4  I  love  thy  habitation,  Lord, 

The  temple  where  thine  honours  dwell ; 
e  There  shall  I  hear  thy  holy  word, 

And  there  thy  works  of  wonder  tell. 

5  Let  not  my  soul  be  join'd  at  last 

With  men  of  treachery  and  blood  ; 

Since  I  my  days  on  earth  have  past 

Among  the  saints,  and  near  my  God. 

PSALM  27.  C.  M.  1st  Part.  Bedford.  [*] 

V.  1— G.      The  Church  our  Delight  and  Safety. 

1   r  jiHE  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light, 
-S-    And  my  salvation  too ; 
o  God  is  my  strength ;  nor  will  I  fear 

What  all  my  foes  can  do. 
—2  One  privilege  my  heart  desires — 
o      O  grant  me  an  abode 

Among  the  churches  of  thy  saints, 
The  temples  of  my  God. 
— 3  There  shall  I  offer  my  requests, 
And  see  thy  beauty  still ; 
Shall  hear  thy  messages  of  love, 
And  there  inquire  thy  will, 
e  4  When  troubles  rise,  and  storms  appear, 
—    There  may  his  children  hide  ; 
o  God  has  a  strong  pavilion,  where 

He  makes  my  soul  abide, 
s  5  Now  shall  my  head  be  lifted  high, 
Above  my  foes  around  ; 
And  songs  of  joy  and  victory 
Within  thy  temple  sound.  St.  Martin's. 

C.  M.  2nd  Part.  Barby.  St.  Ann's.  [*] 

Ver.  8,  9,  13,  14.     Prayer  and  Hope. 

1    CJOON  as  I  heard  my  Father  say, 
d       k3  '  Ye  children,  seek  my  grace,' 


94  PSALM  29. 


— My  heart  reply'd  without  delay, 

o       tV\\  seek  my  Father's  face.' 

e  2  Let  not  thy  face  be  hid  from  me, 

Nor  frown  my  soul  away  ; 
e  God  of  my  life,  I  fly  to  thee 

In  a  distressing  day. 
e  3  Should  friends  and  kindred,  near  and  dear, 

Leave  me  to  want  or  die  ; 
o  My  God  would  make  my  life  his  care, 

And  all  my  need  supply. 
— 4  My  fainting  flesh  had  died  with  grief, 

Had  not  my  soul  believ'd 
To  see  thy  grace  provide  relief— 

Nor  was  my  hope  deceiv'd. 
5  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  trembling  saints, 

And  keep  your  courage  up  ; 
o  He'll  raise  your  spirit  when  it  faints, 

And  far  exceed  your  hope. 

PSALM  29.  L.  M.  Psalm  97.  [*] 

Storm  and  Thunder. 

I VE  to  the  Lord,  ye  sons  of  fame, 
Give  to  the  Lord  renown  and  power  ; 
Ascribe  due  honours  to  his  name, 
And  his  eternal  might  adore. 

o  2  The  Lord  proclaims  his  power  aloud, 
Over  the  ocean  and  the  land ; 
His  voice  divides  the  watery  cloud, 
And  lightnings  blaze  at  his  command. 

g  3  He  speaks,  and  tempest,  hail,  and  wind 

Lay  the  wide  forest  bare  around  ; 
o  The  fearful  hart  and  frighted  hind 

Leap  at  the  terrour  of  the  sound. 

g  4  To  Lebanon  he  turns  his  voice, 
And  lo,  the  stately  cedars  break  ; 
The  mountains  tremble  at  the  noise, 
The  vallies  roar,  the  deserts  quake. 

5  The  Lord  sits  sovereign  on  the  flood. 
The  Thund'rer  reigns  for  ever  king ; 
—But  makes  his  church  his  blest  abode, 
Where  we  his  awful  glories  sing. 


G' 


PSALM  30.  95 


e  6  In  gentler  language  there  the  Lord 
The  counsels  of  his  grace  imparts  : 

o  Amidst  the  raging  storm,  his  word 
Speaks  peace  and  courage  to  our  hearts. 

PSALM  30.  L.  M.  1st  Part.  Quercy.  [*] 

Sickness  healed  and  Sorroio  removed. 

1  [T~  WILL  extol  thee,  Lord,  on  high ; 
JL  At  thy  command  diseases  fly : 

Who  but  a  God  can  speak  and  save, 

From  the  dark  borders  of  the  grave  ? 
o  2  Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  saints  of  his, 

And  tell  how  large  his  goodness  is  ; 

Let  all  your  powers  rejoice  and  bless, 

While  you  record  his  holiness. 
—3  His  anger  but  a  moment  stays  : 

His  love  is  life  and  length  of  days  : 
e  Though  grief  and  tears  the  night  employ, 
o  The  morning  star  restores  the  joy.] 

L.  M.  2nd  Part.  Armley.  [b] 

Ver.  6.     Health,  Sickness,  and  Recovery. 

1    B^i  IRM  was  my  health,  my  day  was  bright, 
Jl     And  I  presum'd  'twould  ne'er  be  night; 

Fondly  I  said  within  my  heart, 
d  '  Pleasure  and  peace  shall  ne'er  depart.' 
— 2  But  I  forgot  thine  arm  was  strong, 

Which  made  my  mountain  stand  so  long ; 
e  Soon  as  thy  face  began  to  hide, 

My  health  was  gone,  my  comforts  died. 
— 3  I  cried  aloud  to  thee,  my  God, 
e  '  What  canst  thou  profit  by  my  blood  ? 

1  Deep  in  the  dust,  can  I  declare 

1  Thy  truth,  or  sing  thy  goodness  there  ? 
— 4  '  Hear  me,  O  God  of  grace,  I  said, 

1  And  bring  me  from  among  the  dead :' 
o  Thy  word  rebuk'd  the  pains  I  felt, 

Thy  pard'ning  love  remov'd  my  guilt. 
— 5  My  groans,  and  tears,  and  forms  of  wo 

Are  turn'd  to  joy  and  praises  now ; 

I  throw  my  sackcloth  on  the  ground, 

And  ease  and  gladness  gird  me  round. 


96  PSALM  31. 


o  6  My  tongue,  the  dory  of  my  frame, 
Shall  ne'er  be  heedless  of  thy  name  ; 
o  Thy  praise  shall  sound  thro'  earth  and  heaven, 
— For  sickness  heal'd,  and  sins  forgiv'n. 

PSALM  31.  C.  M.  1st  Part.  Canterbury.  [*] 

Ver.  5,  13— 19,  22,  23.     Deliverance  from  Death. 

1  TXTO  thy  hand,  O  God  of  truth, 
J-  My  spirit  I  commit ; 

Thou  hast  redeem'd  my  soul  from  death, 
And  sav'd  me  from  the  pit. 

2  The  passions  of  my  hope  and  fear 
Maintain'd  a  double  strife  ; 

o  While  sorrow,  pain,  and  sin  conspir'd 

To  take  away  my  life. 
d  3  'My  times  are  in  thy  hand,'  I  cry'd, 

1  Though  I  draw  near  the  dust ;' 
— Thou  art  the  refuge  where  I  hide, 

The  God  in  whom  I  trust. 
e  4  O  make  thy  reconciled  face 

Upon  thy  se:  vant  shine  ; 
And  save  me  for  thy  mercy's  sake, 

For  I'm  entirely  thine. 

PAUSE. 

[5  'Twas  in  my  haste  my  spirit  said, 

' 1  must  despair  and  die, 
1 1  am  cut  off  before  thine  eyes  ;' 
o       But  thou  hast  heard  my  cry.] 
— 6  Thy  goodness,  how  divinely  free  ! 
How  wondrous  is  thy  grace, 
To  those  who  fear  thy  majesty, 
And  trust  thy  promises  ! 
o  7  O  love  the  Lord,  all  ye  his  saints, 

And  sin ii  his  praises  loud  : 
— He'll  bend  his  ear  to  your  complaints, 
And  recompense  the  proud. 

C.  M.  2nd  Part.  York.  [*] 

V.  7—13.  18 — SI. — Deliverance  from  Slander  and  Reproach 

1   ~[\/TV  heart  rejoices  in  thy  name, 
JLtJL  My  God,  my  help,  my  trust; 

Thou  hast  preserv'd  my  face  from  shame, 
Mine  honour  from  the  diu>t. 


PSALM  32.  97 


p  2  'My  life  is  spent  with  grief,'  I  cry'd, 
'  My  years  consum'd  in  groans  ; 
'My  strength  decays,  mine  eyes  are  dry'd, 
'  And  sorrow  wastes  my  bones.' 
e  3  Among  mine  enemies,  my  name 
Was  a  mere  proverb  grown ; 
While  to  my  neighbours,  I  became 

Forgotten  and  unknown. 
4  Slander  and  fear  on  ev'ry  side 
Seiz'd  and  beset  me  round ; 
— I  to  the  throne  of  grace  apply'd, 
And  speedy  rescue  found. 

PAUSE. 

[5  How  great  deliv'rance  thou  hast  wrought 

Before  the  sons  of  men ! 
The  lying  lips  to  silence  brought, 

And  made  their  boasting  vain ! 

6  Thy  children,  from  the  strife  of  tongues, 
Shall  thy  pavilion  hide  : 

Guard  them  from  infamy  and  wrongs, 
And  crush  the  sons  of  pride.] 

7  Within  thy  secret  presence,  Lord, 
Let  me  for  ever  dwell ; 

o  No  fenced  city,  wall'd  and  barr'd 
Secures  a  saint  so  well. 

PSALM  32.  S.  M.  Dover.  [*] 

Forgiveness  of  Si?is  upon  Confession. 

o  1   /^k  BLESSED  souls  are  they, 
v>f  Whose  sins  are  cover'd  o'er  ; 
Divinely  blest,  to  whom  the  Lord 
Imputes  their  guilt  no  more. 
— 2      They  mourn  their  follies  past, 

And  keep  their  hearts  with  care , 
Their  lips  and  lives,  without  deceit, 
Shall  prove  their  faith  sincere, 
e  3      While  I  conceal'd  my  guilt, 
I  felt  the  fest'ring  wound ; 
—Till  I  confess'd  my  sins  to  thee, 
And  ready  pardon  found. 
4      Let  sinners  learn  to  pray ; 

Let  saints  keep  near  thy  throne : 
9 


98  PSALM  32. 


Our  help  in  times  of  deep  distress, 
Is  found  in  God  alone. 

C.  M.  Colchester.  [*] 

Free  Pardon  and  sincere  Obedience. 

o  1  [  LTAPPY  the  man  to  whom  his  God 
J-JL  No  more  imputes  his  sin ; 
But,  wash'd  in  his  Redeemer's  blood, 

Hath  made  his  garments  clean  ! 
2  Happy,  beyond  expression,  he 

Whose  debts  are  thus  discharg'd ; 
And  from  the  guilty  bondage  free, 
He  feels  his  soul  enlarg'd. 
— 3  His  spirit  hates  deceit  and  lies, 
His  words  are  all  sincere ; 
He  guards  his  heart,  he  guards  his  eyes, 
To  keep  his  conscience  clear. 
e  4  While  I  my  inward  guilt  suppress'd, 
No  quiet  could  1  find ; 
Thy  wrath  lay  burning  in  my  breast, 
And  rack'd  my  tortur'd  mind. 
— 5  Then  I  confess'd  my  troubled  thoughts, 

My  secret  sins  reveal'd ; 
o  Thy  pard'ning  grace  forgave  my  faults, 

Thy  grace  my  pardon  seal'd. 
— 6  This  shall  invite  thy  saints  to  pray ; 
d      When  like  a  raging  flood, 

Temptations  rise,  our  strength  and  stay 
Is  a  forgiving  God.] 
L.  M.  1st  Part.  Green's.  Quercy.  [*] 

Repentance,  Justification,  and  Sanctification. 

1  T>LEST  is  the  man,  for  ever  blest, 
J3  Whose  guilt  is  pardon'd  by  his  God ; 

Whose  sins  with  sorrow  are  confess'd, 
And  cover'd  with  his  Saviour's  blood. 

2  Blest  is  the  man  to  whom  the  Lord 
Imputes  not  his  iniquities  ; 

He  pleads  no  merit  of  reward, 
And  not  on  works,  but  grace  relies. 

3  From  guile  his  heart  and  lips  are  free , 
His  humble  joy,  his  holy  fear, 

With  deep  repentance  well  agree, 
And  join  to  prove  his  faith  sincere. 


PSALM  32,  33.  99 


o  4  How  glorious  is  that  righteousness, 
That  hides  and  cancels  all  his  sins ! 
While  a  bright  evidence  of  grace, 
Through  his  whole  life  appears  and  shines. 

L.  M.  2nd  Part.  Quercy.  Bath.  [*] 

Conscience  relieved  by  Confession  and  Pardon. 

e   1  ~1^7~HILE  I  keep  silence,  and  conceal 
▼  ▼     My  heavy  guilt  within  my  heart, 
What  torments  does  my  conscience  feel, 
What  agonies  of  inward  smart ! 

2  I  spread  my  sins  before  the  Lord, 
And  all  my  secret  faults  confess ; 

— Thy  gospel  speaks  a  pard'ning  word, 
o  Thy  holy  Spirit  seals  the  grace. 

3  For  this  shall  every  humble  soul 
Make  swift  addresses  to  thy  seat ; 

e  When  floods  of  huge  temptations  roll, 
— There  will  they  find  a  blest  retreat. 

4  How  safe  beneath  thy  wings  I  lie, 

e  When  days  grow  dark,  and  storms  appear ; 
— And  when  I  walk,  thy  watchful  eye 
Will  guide  me  safe  from  every  snare. 

PSALM  33.  C.  M.  1st  Part.  St.  Martin's.  [*] 

Works  of  Creation  and  Providence. 

o  1  T>  EJOICE,  ye  righteous,  in  the  Lord; 

JtX  This  work  belongs  to  you : 
Sing  of  his  name,  his  ways,  his  word, 

How  holy,  just  and  true  ! 
o  2  His  mercy  and  his  righteousness 

Let  heaven  and  earth  proclaim; 
— His  works  of  nature  and  of  grace 

Reveal  his  wondrous  name. 

3  His  wisdom  and  almighty  word 
The  heavenly  arches  spread ; 

And  by  the  Spirit  of  the  Lord 
Their  shining  hosts  were  made. 

4  He  bade  the  liquid  waters  flow 
To  their  appointed  deep ; 

The  flowing  seas  their  limits  know, 
And  their  own  stations  keep. 


100  PSALM  33. 


e  5  Ye  tenants  of  the  spacious  earth, 

With  fear  before  him  stand  : 
g  He  spake,  and  nature  took  its  birth, 
And  rests  on  his  command. 
6  He  scorns  the  angry  nations'  rage, 

And  breaks  their  vain  designs ; 
His  counsel  stands  through  every  age, 

And  in  full  glory  shines.  Arundel 

C.  M.  2nd  Part.  Colchester.  Mear.  [*] 

Creatures  vain  :  and  (iod  all-sujficirnt. 

1  T>LEST  is  the  nation,  where  the  Lord 
J-J   Has  fix'd  his  gracious  throne ; 

Where  he  reveals  his  heavenly  word, 
And  calls  their  tribes  his  own. 

2  His  eye,  with  infinite  survey, 
Does  the  whole  world  behold  ; 

He  form'd  us  all  of  equal  clay, 
And  knows  our  feeble  mould. 
d  3  Kings  are  not  rescu'd  by  the  force 
Of  armies  from  the  grave  ; 
No  speed,  nor  courage  of  an  horse, 
Can  the  bold  rider  save. 
e  4  Vain  is  the  strength  of  beasts,  or  men, 

To  hope  for  safety  thence ; 
o  But  holy  souls  from  God  obtain 

A  strong  and  sure  defence. 
e  5  God  is  their  fear,  and  God  their  trust, 
W^hen  plagues  or  famine  spread  ; 
His  watchful  eye  secures  the  just, 
Among  ten  thousand  dead. 
o  6  Lord,  let  our  hearts  hi  thee  rejoice ; 
And  bless  us  from  thy  throne ; 
For  we  have  made  thy  word  our  choice, 
And  trust  thy  grace  alone. 

P.  M.   1st  Part.  St.  Helen's.  [*] 

Ji'orks  of  Creation  and  Providence. 

1  ~^7"E  holy  souls,  in  God  rejoice, 

JL  Your  Maker's  praise  becomes  your  voice. 

Great  is  your  theme,  your  songs  be  new ; 
Sing  of  his  name,  his  word,  his  ways, 
His  works  of  nature,  and  of  grace, 

How  wise  and  holy,  just  and  true ! 


PSALM  33.  101 


— 2  Justice  and  truth  he  ever  loves, 

And  the  whole  earth  his  goodness  proves ; 
His  word  the  heavenly  arches  spread  : 
e  How  wide  they  shine  from  north  to  south ! 
— And  by  the  spirit  of  his  mouth 

Were  all  the  starry  armies  made. 
3  He  gathers  the  wide  flowing  seas, 
Those  watery  treasures  know  their  place, 
In  the  vast  store-house  of  the  deep  : 
g  He  spake — and  gave  all  nature  birth ! 
And  fires,  and  seas,  and  heaven  and  earth, 
His  everlasting  orders  keep. 
a  4  Let  mortals  tremble,  and  adore 
A  God  of  such  resistless  power, 
Nor  dare  indulge  their  feeble  rage  : 
— Vain  are  their  thoughts,  and  weak  their  hands ; 
g  But  his  eternal  counsel  stands, 

And  rules  the  world  from  age  to  age. 

P.  M.  2nd  Part.   Cumberland.  [*] 

Creatures  vain :  and  God  all-sufficient. 

o  1   f\  HAPPY  nation,  where  the  Lord 
v-r   Reveals  the  treasures  of  his  word, 
And  builds  his  church,  his  earthly  throne : 
— His  eye  the  heathen  world  surveys, 

He  form'd  their  hearts,  he  knows  their  ways 
But  God,  their  Maker,  is  unknown. 
d  2  Let  kings  rely  upon  their  host, 

And  of  his  strength  the  champion  boast ; 
Iij  vain  they  boast,  in  vain  rely : 
— In  vain  we  trust  the  brutal  force, 
Or  speed  or  courage  of  an  horse, 
To  guard  his  rider,  or  to  fly. 
e  3  The  eye  of  thy  compassion,  Lord, 
Does  more  secure  defence  afford, 
When  death,  or  dangers  threat'ning  stand  : 
o  Thy  watchful  eye  preserves  the  just, 
Who  make  thy  name  their  fear  and  trust, 
When  wars  or  famine  waste  the  land. 
— 4  In  sickness,  or  the  bloody  field, 
Thou,  our  Physician,  thou,  our  shield, 
Send  us  salvation  from  thy  throne  : 
e  We  wait  to  see  thy  goodness  shine ; 
Let  us  rejoice  in  help  divine, 
For  all  our  hope  is  God  alone. 


102  PSALM  34. 


PSALM  34.  L.  M.   1st  Part.  Portugal.  [*] 

God's  Care  of  Saints :  or  Dtlitcrance  by  Prayer. 

o  1  '       ORD,  I  will  bless  thee  all  my  days, 
-Li  Thy  praise  shall  dwell  upon  my  tongue ; 
My  soul  shall  glory  in  thy  grace, 
While  saints  rejoice  to  hear  the  song. 

—2  Come,  magnify  the  Lord  with  me, 
Come,  let  us  all  exalt  his  name ; 
I  sought  the  eternal  God,  and  he 
Has  not  expos'd  my  hope  to  shame. 

e  3  I  told  him  all  my  secret  grief, 
My  secret  groaning  reached  his  ears , 

— He  gave  my  inward  pains  relief, 
And  calnrd  the  tumult  of  my  fears. 
4  To  him  the  poor  lift  up  their  eyes, 
Their  faces  feel  the  heavenly  shine  ; 
A  beam  of  mercy  from  the  skies 
Fills  them  with  light  and  joy  divine. 

o  5  His  holy  angels  pitch  their  tents 
Around  the  men  who  serve  the  Lord  ; 

— O,  fear  and  love  him.  all  ye  saints, 
Taste  of  his  grace,  and  trust  his  word. 
6  The  wild  young  lions,  pinch'd  with  pain 
And  hunger,  roar  through  all  the  wood ; 

0  But  none  shall  seek  the  Lord  in  vain, 

Nor  want  supplies  of  real  good.         Islington. 

L.  M.  2nd  Part.  Bath.  [*] 

Ver.  11 — 22.     Religious  Education. 

1  [/^  HILDREX.in  years  and  knowledge  young, 

^^   Your  parents'  hope,  your  parents'  joy, 
Attend  the  counsels  of  my  tongue  ; 
Let  pious  thoughts  your  minds  employ. 

e  2  If  you  desire  a  length  of  days, 

And  peace  to  crown  your  mortal  state ; 

— Restrain  your  feet  from  sinful  ways, 
Your  lips  from  slander  and  deceit. 

3  The  eyes  of  God  regard  his  saints, 
His  ears  are  open  to  their  cries  ; 
d  He  sets  his  frowning  face  against 
The  sons  of  violence  and  lies. 


PSALM  34.  103 


e  4  To  humble  souls  and  broken  hearts 

God  with  his  grace  is  ever  nigh : 

Pardon  and  hope  his  love  imparts, 

When  men  in  deep  contrition  lie. 
—5  He  tells  their  tears,  he  counts  their  groans, 

His  Son  redeems  their  souls  from  death ; 
o  His  Spirit  heals  their  broken  bones  ; 
o  They  in  his  praise  employ  their  breath.] 

C.  M.  1st  Part.  St  Ann's.  [*] 

V.  1 — 10.     Prayer  and  Praise  for  eminent  Deliverance. 

1  [T'LL  bless  the  Lord  from  day  to  day  ; 

JL  How  good  are  all  his  ways ! 
Ye  humble  souls  that  use  to  pray, 
Come,  help  my  lips  to  praise. 

2  Sing,  to  the  honour  of  his  name, 
How  a  poor  sinner  cry'd, 

Nor  was  his  hope  expos'd  to  shame, 

Nor  was  his  suit  deny'd. 
e  3  When  threat'ning  sorrows  round  me  stood 

And  endless  fears  arose, 
Like  the  loud  billows  of  a  flood, 

Redoubling  all  my  woes  ; — 
e  4  I  told  the  Lord  my  sore  distress, 

With  heavy  groans  and  tears ; 
— He  gave  my  sharpest  torments  ease, 

And  silenc'd  all  my  fears. 

PAUSE. 

o  5  O  sinners,  come  and  taste  his  love, 
Come,  learn  his  pleasant  ways ; 
And  let  your  own  experience  prove 
The  sweetness  of  his  grace. 
— 6  He  bids  his  angels  pitch  their  tents 
Round  where  his  children  dwell ; 
What  ill  their  heavenly  care  prevents, 
No  earthly  tongue  can  tell. 
o  7  O  love  the  Lord,  ye  saints  of  his ; 
His  eye  regards  the  just ; 
How  richly  blest  their  portion  is, 
Who  make  the  Lord  their  trust ! 
— 8  Young  lions  pinch'd  with  hunger  roar, 
And  famish  in  the  wood ; 


104  PSALM  34,  35. 


o  But  God  supplies  his  holy  poor 
With  every  needful  good.] 

C.  M.  2nd  Part.  York.  St.  Martin's.  [*] 

V.  11 — 22.  Exhortations  to  Faith  and  Holiness. 

1  /^  OME,  children,  learn  to  fear  the  Lord 
V^    And  that  your  days  be  long, 

Let  not  a  false,  or  spiteful  word 
Be  found  upon  your  tongue. 

2  Depart  from  mischief,  practise  love, 
Pursue  the  work  of  peace  ; 

So  shall  the  Lord  your  ways  approve, 
And  set  your  souls  at  ease. 

3  His  eyes  awake  to  guard  the  just, 
His  ears  attend  their  cry : 

When  broken  spirits  dwell  in  dust, 

The  God  of  grace  is  nigh. 
e  4  What  though  the  sorrows,  here  they  taste, 

Are  sharp  and  tedious  too ; 
o  The  Lord,  who  saves  them  all  at  last, 

Is  their  supporter  now. 
e  5  Evil  shall  smite  the  wicked  dead ; 
—    But  God  secures  his  own ; 

Prevents  the  mischief  when  they  slide, 

Or  heals  the  broken  bone. 
e  6  When  desolation,  like  a  flood, 

O'er  the  proud  sinner  rolls, 
o  Saints  find  a  refuge  in  their  God ; 

For  he  redeem'd  their  souls. 

PSALM  35.  CM.  1st  Part.  Bangor.  Durham,  [b] 

Prayer  and  Faith  of  Persecuted  Saints. 

1  [TVTOW  plead  my  cause,  Almighty  God, 

-L  1    With  all  the  sons  of  strife  ; 
And  fight  against  the  men  of  blood, 
Who  fight  against  my  life. 

2  Draw  out  thy  spear,  and  stop  their  way ; 
Lift  thine  avenging  rod ; 

But  to  my  soul  in  mercy  say, 
' 1  am  thy  Saviour  God.' 

3  They  plant  their  snares  to  catch  my  feet 
And  nets  of  mischief  spread  : 


PSALM  35.  105 


Plunge  the  destroyers  in  the  pit, 
That  their  own  hands  have  made. 

4  Let  fogs  and  darkness  hide  their  way, 
And  slipp'ry  be  their  ground ; 

Thy  wrath  shall  make  their  lives  a  prey, 
And  all  their  rage  confound. 

5  They  fly,  like  chaff  before  the  wind, 
Before  thine  angry  breath ; 

The  angel  of  the  Lord  behind 
Pursues  them  down  to  death. 

6  They  love  the  road  that  leads  to  hell ; 
Then  let  the  rebels  die, 

Whose  malice  is  implacable 
Against  the  Lord  on  high. 

7  But  if  thou  hast  a  chosen  few, 
Amongst  that  impious  race  ; 

Divide  them  from  the  bloody  crew, 
By  thy  surprising  grace. 

8  Then  will  I  raise  my  tuneful  voice, 
To  make  thy  wonders  known ; 

In  their  salvation  Pll  rejoice, 
And  bless  thee  for  my  own.] 

C.  M.  2nd  Part.  Hymn  2d.  Barby.  [*] 

V.  12,  13,  14.  Love  to  Enemies :  David  and  Christ. 

e  1  "OEHOLD  the  love,  the  generous  love 

-ty  That  holy  David  shows ; 
See  how  his  kind  affections  move 

To  his  afflicted  foes  ! 
— 2  When  they  are  sick,  his  soul  complains, 

And  seems  to  feel  the  smart ; 
The  spirit  of  the  gospel  reigns, 

And  melts  his  pious  heart. 
e  3  How  did  his  flowing  tears  condole, 

As  for  a  brother  dead  ! 
And  fasting  mortify  his  soul, 

While  for  their  life  he  pray'd. 
d  4  They  groan,  and  curse  him  on  their  bed, 
e      Yet  still  he  pleads  and  mourns : 
—And  double  blessings  on  his  head 

The  righteous  God  returns. 


106  PSALM  36. 


o  5  O  glorious  type  of  heavenly  grace  ! 

Thus  Christ  the  Lord  appears ; 
— While  sinners  curse,  the  Saviour  prays, 
e       And  pities  them  with  tears. 
— 6  He,  the  true  David,  Israel's  King, 

Blest  and  belov'd  of  God, 
o  To  save  us  rebels,  dead  in  sin, 

Paid  his  own  dearest  blood. 

PSALM  36.  L.  M.  Old  Hundred.  Sheffield.  [*] 

V.  5 — 9.     Perfections,  Providence,  and  Grace  of  God. 

1  XXI GH  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God, 
■JLJi  Thy  goodness  in  full  glory  shines ; 

Thy  truth  shall  break  through  every  cloud, 
That  veils  and  darkens  thy  designs. 

2  For  ever  firm  thy  justice  stands, 
As  mountains  their  foundations  keep  ; 
Wise  are  the  wonders  of  thine  hands, 
Thy  judgments  are  a  mighty  deep. 

3  Thy  Providence  is  kind  and  large, 
Both  man  and  beast  thy  bounty  share ; 
The  whole  creation  is  thy  charge, 

o  But  saints  are  thy  peculiar  care. 

e  4  My  God,  how  excellent  thy  grace, 

Whence  all  our  hope  and  comfort  springs ! 
— The  sons  of  Adam,  in  distress, 

Fly  to  the  shadow  of  thy  wings. 

5  From  the  provisions  of  thy  house 

We  shall  be  fed  with  sweet  repast ; 
o  There  mercy  like  a  river  flows, 

And  brings  salvation  to  our  taste. 
o  6  Life,  like  a  fountain  rich  and  free, 

Springs  from  the  presence  of  my  Lord ; 

And  in  thy  light,  our  souls  shall  see 

The  glories  promis'd  in  thy  word. 

C.  M.  Mean  [*] 

V.  1,  2,  5,  6,  7,  9.     Practical  Atheism  exposed. 

1  [X^HILE  men  grow  bold  in  wicked  ways, 

▼  ▼     And  yet  a  God  they  own  ; 
My  heart  within  me  often  says, 

1  Their  thoughts  believe  there's  none.' 


PSALM  36.  107 


2  Their  thoughts  and  ways  at  once  declare — 

Whate'er  their  lips  profess — 
God  hath  no  wrath  for  them  to  fear, 
Nor  will  they  seek  his  grace. 
e  3  What  strange  self-flatt'ry  blinds  their  eyes ! 
d      But  there's  a  hast'ning  hour, 

When  they  shall  see,  with  sore  surprise, 

The  terrours  of  thy  power. 
4  Thy  justice  shall  maintain  its  throne, 

Though  mountains  melt  away ; 
Thy  judgments  are  a  world  unknown, 
A  deep,  unfathom'd  sea. 
— 5  Above  these  heavens'  created  rounds, 

Thy  mercies,  Lord,  extend ; 
o  Thy  truth  outlives  the  narrow  bounds, 

Where  time  and  nature  end. 
—6  Safety  to  man  thy  goodness  brings, 
Nor  overlooks  the  beast ; 
Beneath  the  shadow  of  thy  wings 
Thy  children  choose  to  rest. 
e  7  From  thee,  when  creature-streams  run  low 

And  mortal  comforts  die, 
o  Perpetual  springs  of  life  shall  flow, 

And  raise  our  pleasures  high, 
e  8  Though  all  created  light  decay, 

And  death  close  up  our  eyes ; 
o  Thy  presence  makes  eternal  day, 
Where  clouds  can  never  rise.] 
S.  M.  Watchman.  [*] 

Ver.  1 — 7.     Wickedness  of  Man,  and  Majesty  of  God 

1  [Xli7~HEN  man  grows  bold  in  sin, 

▼  t     My  heart  within  me  cries, 
d  '  He  hath  no  faith  of  God  within, 

'Nor  fear  before  his  eyes.' 
— 2      He  walks  a  while  conceal'd, 

In  a  self-flatt'ring  dream  ; 
d  Till  his  dark  crimes,  at  once  reveal'd, 

Expose  his  hateful  name. 
— 3       His  heart  is  false  and  foul, 

His  words  are  smooth  and  fair  ; 
Wisdom  is  banish'd  from  his  soul, 

And  leaves  no  goodness  there. 


108  PSALM  37. 


4  He  plots  upon  his  bed 
New  mischiefs  to  fulfil : 

He  sets  his  heart,  and  hands,  and  head 

To  practise  all  that's  ill. 
e  5      But  there's  a  dreadful  God, 

Though  men  renounce  his  fear ; 
His  justice,  hid  behind  a  cloud, 

Will  one  great  day  appear, 
o  6       His  truth  transcends  the  sky ; 

In  heaven  his  mercies  dwell ; 
e  Deep  as  the  sea  his  judgments  lie, 
a  His  anger  burns  to  hell. 

o  7       How  excellent  his  love, 

Whence  all  our  safety  springs ; 
e  O  never  let  my  soul  remove 

From  underneath  his  wings  !] 

PSALM  37.  C.  M.   1st  Part.   Walsal  [b] 

V.  1 — 15.     Cvre  of  Envy,  Fretfulncss,  and  Unbelief. 

e  1  X^HY  should  I  vex  my  soul,  and  fret, 
▼  ▼     To  see  the  wicked  rise  ? 
Or  envy  sinners,  waxing  great 
By  violence  and  lies  ? 
e  2  As  flowery  grass,  cut  down  at  noon, 
Before  the  evening  fades  : 
So  will  their  glories  vanish  soon, 
In  everlasting  shades. 
— 3  Then  let  me  make  the  Lord  my  trust. 

And  practise  all  that's  good  ; 
o  So  shall  I  dwell  among  the  just, 
And  he'll  provide  me  food. 

— 4  I  to  my  God  my  ways  commit, 
And  cheerful  wait  his  will  : 
Thy  hand,  which  guides  my  doubtful  feet, 
Shall  my  desires  fulfil. 

5  Mine  innocence  wilt  thou  display, 
And  make  thy  judgments  known, 

Fair  as  the  light  of  dawning  day, 
o      And  glorious  as  the  noon. 

6  The  meek  at  last  the  earth  possess, 
And  are  the  heirs  of  heaven  * 


PSALM  37.  109 


True  riches,  with  abundant  peace, 
To  humble  souls  are  giv'n. — 

PAUSE. 

7  [Rest  in  the  Lord,  and  keep  his  way, 
Nor  let  your  anger  rise, 

Though  Providence  should  long  delay 
To  punish  haughty  vice. 

8  Let  sinners  join  to  break  your  peace, 
And  plot,  and  rage,  and  foam ; 

The  Lord  derides  them,  for  he  sees 
Their  day  of  vengeance  come. 

9  They  have  drawn  out  the  threat'ning  sword, 
Have  bent  the  murd'rous  bow, 

To  slay  the  men  who  fear  the  Lord, 
And  bring  the  righteous  low. 

10  My  God  will  break  their  bows,  and  burn 
Their  persecuting  darts ; 

Will  their  own  swords  against  them  turn, 
And  pain  surprise  their  hearts.]  Canterbury 

C.  M.  2nd  Part.  Abridge.  York.  [*] 

V.  16,  21 — 31 .     Religion  in  Words  and  Deeds. 

1  ~V1/~HY  do  the  wealthy  wicked  boast, 

▼  ▼     And  grow  profanely  bold  ? 
The  meanest  portion  of  the  just, 
Excels  the  sinner's  gold. 

2  The  wicked  borrows  of  his  friends, 
But  ne'er  designs  to  pay ; 

The  saint  is  merciful,  and  lends, 
Nor  turns  the  poor  away. 

3  His  alms  with  liberal  heart  he  gives, 
Among  the  sons  of  need  ; 

His  mem'ry  to  long  ages  lives, 
And  blessed  is  his  seed. 

4  His  lips  abhor  to  talk  profane, 
To  slander,  or  defraud  ; 

His  ready  tongue  declares  to  men 
What  he  has  learn'd  of  God. 

5  The  law  and  gospel  of  the  Lord, 
Deep  in  his  heart  abide  ; 

Led  by  the  Spirit  and  the  Word, 
His  feet  shall  never  slide. 
10 


110  PSALM  37,  38. 


6  When  sinners  fall,  the  righteous  stand, 

Preserved  from  every  snare  ; 
They  shall  possess  the  promis'd  land, 

And  dwell  for  ever  there. 

C.  M.  3rd  Part.  Colchester.  Arundel  [*] 

Ver.  23—37.     The  Righteous  and  the  Wicked. 

1  1\/T  Y  God,  the  steps  of  pious  men 
If  JL  Are  order'd  by  thy  will ; 

Though  they  should  fall,  they  rise  again ; 
Thy  hand  supports  them  still. 

2  The  Lord  delights  to  see  their  ways  ; 
Their  virtue  he  approves ; 

He'll  ne'er  deprive  them  of  his  grace, 
Nor  leave  the  men  he  loves. 

3  The  heavenly  heritage  is  theirs, 
Their  portion  and  their  home  ; 

He  feeds  them  now,  and  makes  them  heirs 
Of  blessings  long  to  come. 

o  4  [Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  sons  of  men, 
Nor  fear  when  tyrants  frown  ; 
Ye  shall  confess  their  pride  was  vain, 
When  justice  casts  them  down.] 

PAUSE. 

5  The  haughty  sinner  I  have  seen, 

Not  fearing  man,  nor  God, 
Like  a  tall  bay  tree,  fair  and  green, 

Spreading  his  arms  abroad. 
— 6  And,  lo,  he  vanish'd  from  the  ground, 

Destroy'd  by  hands  unseen  ; 
e  Nor  root,  nor  branch,  nor  leaf,  wTas  found, 

Wrhere  all  that  pride  had  been, 
d  7  But  mark  the  man  of  righteousness, 

His  several  steps  attend  ; 
o  True  pleasure  runs  through  all  his  ways, 

And  peaceful  is  his  end. 

PSALM  38.  C.  M.  Plymouth,  [b] 

Guilt  of  Conscience  and  Relief. 

p  1     A  MIDST  thy  wrath  remember  love, 
-E\-  Restore  thy  servant,  Lord, 
Nor  let  a  father's  chast'ning  prove 
Like  an  avenger's  sword. 


PSALM  39.  Ill 


2  Thine  arrows  stick  within  my  heart, 

My  flesh  is  sorely  press'd ; 
Between  the  sorrow  and  the  smart, 
My  spirit  finds  no  rest. 
e  3  My  sins  a  heavy  load  appear, 
And  o'er  my  head  are  gone ; 
p  The  burden,  Lord,  I  cannot  bear, 
Nor  e'er  the  guilt  atone. 

4  My  thoughts  are  like  a  troubled  sea, 
My  head  still  bending  down ; 

And  I  go  mourning  all  the  day, 
Beneath  my  Father's  frown. 

5  [Lord,  I  am  weak  and  broken  sore, 
None  of  my  powers  are  whole  ; 

The  inward  anguish  makes  me  roar, 
The  anguish  of  my  soul.] 
— 6  All  my  desire  to  thee  is  known, 
Thine  eye  counts  every  tear ; 
And  every  sigh,  and  every  groan, 
Is  noticed  by  thine  ear. 
o  7  Thou  art  my  God,  my  only  hope, 
My  God  will  hear  my  cry ; 
My  God  will  bear  my  spirit  up, 

When  Satan  bids  me  die. 
[8  My  foot  is  ever  apt  to  slide, 

My  foes  rejoice  to  see't ; 
They  raise  their  pleasure  and  their  pride, 
When  they  supplant  my  feet, 
e  9  But  I'll  confess  my  guilt  to  thee, 

And  grieve  for  all  my  sin ; 
p  I'll  mourn  how  weak  my  graces  be, 

And  beg  support  divine. 
e  10  My  God,  forgive  my  follies  past, 
And  be  for  ever  nigh  ; 

0  Lord  of  my  salvation  haste, 
Before  thy  servant  die.] 

PSALM  39.  C.  M.  1st  Part.  Barby.  [*] 

Verse  1,  2,  3.     Prudence  and  Zeal. 

1  FTl  HUS  I  resolv'd  before  the  Lord, 
d       A    '  Now  will  I  watch  my  tongue ; 

1  Lest  I  let  slip  one  sinful  word, 
1  Or  do  my  neighbour  wrong.' 


112  PSALM  39. 


— 2  If  I  am  e'er  constrain'd  to  stay 
With  men  of  lives  profane, 
I'll  set  a  double  guard  that  day, 
Nor  let  my  talk  be  vain. 

3  I'll  scarce  allow  my  lips  to  speak 
The  pious  thoughts  I  feel ; 

Lest  scoffers  should  th'  occasion  take 
To  mock  my  holy  zeal. 
o  4  Yet  if  some  proper  hour  appear, 

I'll  not  be  over-aw'd  ; 
o  But  let  the  scoffing  sinners  hear, 
That  I  can  speak  for  God. 
C.  M.  2nd  Part.  Bangor.  Canterbury,  [b] 

Ver.  4,  5,  6,  7.     The  Vanity  of  Man  as  mortal. 

1  FT1EACH  me  the  measure  of  my  days, 

J-    Thou  Maker  of  my  frame  ; 
I  would  survey  life's  narrow  space, 
And  learn  how  frail  I  am. 
e  2  A  span  is  all  that  we  can  boast, 
An  inch  or  two  of  time  ; 
Man  is  but  vanity  and  dust, 
In  all  his  flower  and  prime. 
e  3  See  the  vain  race  of  mortals  move, 

Like  shadows  o'er  the  plain ; 
o  They  rage  and  strive,  desire  and  love, 
—    But  all  their  noise  is  vain. 

4  Some  walk  in  honour's  gaudy  show ; 
Some  dig  for  golden  ore  ; 

They  toil  for  heirs  they  know  not  who, 
And  straight  are  seen  no  more. 
e  5  What  should  I  wish,  or  wait  for,  then, 

From  creatures,  earth,  and  dust  ? 
e  They  make  our  expectations  vain, 

And  disappoint  our  trust. 
— 6  Now  I  forbid  my  carnal  hope, 
My  fond  desires  recal ; 
I  give  my  mortal  interest  up, 
And  make  my  God  my  all. 
C.  M.  3rd  Part.  Dorset.  Bishopsgate.  [b] 

Ver.  9—13.     Sick-bid  Devotion. 

p  1   /^  OD  of  my  life,  look  gently  down, 


Behold  the  pains  I  feel ; 


PSALM  40.  113 


e  But  I  am  dumb  before  thy  throne, 

Nor  dare  dispute  thy  will. 
— 2  Diseases  are  thy  servants,  Lord, 
They  come  at  thy  command ; 
I'll  not  attempt  a  murm'ring  word, 
Against  thy  chast'ning  hand, 
e  3  Yet  may  I  plead,  with  humble  cries, 
Remove  thy  sharp  rebukes ; 
My  strength  consumes,  my  spirit  dies, 
Through  thy  repeated  strokes. 
p  4  Crush'd  as  a  moth  beneath  thy  hand, 
We  moulder  to  the  dust ; 
Our  feeble  powers  can  ne'er  withstand, 

And  all  our  beauty's  lost. 
5  [This  mortal  life  decays  apace, 
How  soon  the  bubble's  broke  ; 
Adam  and  all  his  num'rous  race 
Are  vanity  and  smoke.] 
— 6  I'm  but  a  sojourner  below, 
As  all  my  fathers  were  ; 
May  I  be  well  prepared  to  go, 
When  I  the  summons  hear. 
7  But  if  my  life  be  spared  a  while, 
Before  my  last  remove, 
o  Thy  praise  shall  be  my  business  still, 
And  I'll  declare  thy  love. 

PSALM  40.  CM.  1st  Part.  Abridge.  York.  [*] 

V.  1,  2,  3,  5,  17.     A  Song  of  Deliverance  from  Distress. 

e  1  T  WAITED  patient  for  the  Lord ; 
JL  He  bow'd  to  hear  my  cry  ; 
He  saw  me  resting  on  his  word, 
And  brought  salvation  nigh. 
— 2  He  rais'd  me  from  a  horrid  pit, 
Where  mourning  long  I  lay ; 
And  from  my  bonds  releas'd  my  feet, 
Deep  bonds  of  miry  clay, 
o  3  Firm  on  a  rock  he  made  me  stand, 
And  taught  my  cheerful  tongue 
To  praise  the  wonders  of  his  hand, 
In  a  new,  thankful  song. 
10* 


114  PSALM  40. 


4  I'll  spread  his  works  of  grace  abroad ; 
The  saints  with  joy  shall  hear; 

And  sinners  learn  to  make  my  God 
Their  only  hope  and  fear. 

5  How  many  are  thy  thoughts  of  love  ! 
Thy  mercies,  Lord,  how  great ! 

-We  have  not  words,  nor  hours  enough, 
Their  numbers  to  repeat, 

6  When  I'm  afflicted,  poor  and  low, 
And  light  and  peace  depart ; 

My  God  beholds  my  heavy  wo, 
And  bears  me  on  his  heart. 
C.  M.  2nd  Part.  Sunday.  Bethlehem.  [*] 

Ver.  6 — 9.     The  Incarnation  and  Sacrifice  of  Christ. 

1  nn  HUS  saith  the  Lord,  '  Your  work  is  vain, 
JL     '  Give  your  burnt  ofT'rings  o'er ; 

1  In  dying  goats,  and  bullocks  slain, 

*  My  soul  delights  no  more.' 

2  Then  spake  the  Saviour,  '  Lo,  I'm  here, 
'  My  God,  to  do  thy  will ; 

'  Whate'er  thy  sacred  books  declare, 
'  Thy  servant  shall  fulfil.' 

3  ['  Thy  law7  is  ever  in  my  sight, 
'  I  keep  it  near  my  heart ; 

'Mine  ears  are  open'd  with  delight 
'  To  what  thy  lips  impart.'] 

4  And  see — the  blest  Redeemer  comes — 
Th'  eternal  Son  appears  ; 

And  at  the  appointed  time  assumes 

The  body  God  prepares. 
-5  Much  he  reveal'd  his  Father's  grace, 

And  much  his  truth  he  show'd ; 
And  preach'd  the  way  of  righteousness, 

A V here  great  assemblies  stood. 

6  His  Father's  honour  touch'd  his  heart, 
He  pitied  sinners'  cries ; 

And,  to  fulfil  a  Saviour's  part, 
Was  made  a  sacrifice. 

7  No  blood  of  beasts,  on  altars  shed, 
Could  wash  the  conscience  clean ; 

But  the  rich  sacrifice  he  paid 
Atones  for  all  our  sin. 


PSALM  40,  41. 115 

o  8  Then  was  the  great  salvation  spread, 
And  Satan's  kingdom  shook  ; 
Thus  by  the  woman's  Promis'd  Seed, 
The  serpent's  head  was  broke. 
L.  M.  Islington.  [*] 

Ver.  5 — 10.     Christ  our  Sacrifice. 

1  [FT!  HE  wonders,  Lord,  thy  love  has  wrought, 
J-  Exceed  our  praise, surmount  our  thought ' 

Should  I  attempt  the  long  detail, 

My  speech  would  faint,  my  numbers  fail, 
e  2  No  blood  of  beasts  on  altars  spilt 

Can  cleanse  the  souls  of  men  from  guilt ; 
— But  thou  hast  set  before  our  eyes 

An  all-sufficient  sacrifice. 
o  3  Lo !  thine  eternal  Son  appears, 

To  thy  designs  he  bows  his  ears ; 

Assumes  a  body  well  prepar'd, 

And  well  performs  a  work  so  hard. 
d  4  '  Behold  I  come,'  the  Saviour  cries, 

With  love  and  duty  in  his  eyes  ; 

'  I  come  to  bear  the  heavy  load 

'  Of  sins,  and  do  thy  will,  my  God. 

5  '  'Tis  written  in  thy  great  decree, 
i  'Tis  in  the  book  foretold  of  me, 

' 1  must  fulfil  the  Saviour's  part ; 
'  And  lo !  thy  law  is  in  my  heart. 

6  '  Til  magnify  thy  holy  law, 

4  And  rebels  to  obedience  draw, 
'When  on  my  cross  I'm  lifted  high, 
1  Or  to  my  crown  above  the  sky. 

7  '  The  Spirit  shall  descend  and  show 
'  What  thou  hast  done,  and  what  I  do ; 

'  The  wond'ring  world  shall  learn  thy  grace, 
1  Thy  wisdom  and  thy  righteousness.'] 

PSALM  41.  L.  M.  Armley.  Shoel.~\*] 

Ver.  1.  2,  3.      The  merciful  Man. 

1  T>  LEST  is  the  man,  whose  bowels  mo?tj, 
JO  And  melt  with  pity  to  the  poor ; 

p  Whose  soul,  by  sympathizing  love, 
Feels  what  his  fellow  saints  endure. 

2  His  heart  contrives  for  their  relief 
More  good  than  his  own  hands  can  do ; 


116  PSALM  42. 


e  He,  in  a  time  of  general  grief, 

— Shall  find  the  Lord  has  mercy  too. 

3  His  soul  shall  live  secure  on  earth, 

With  secret  blessings  on  his  head  ; 
o  When  drought,  and  pestilence,  and  dearth, 

Around  him  multiply  their  dead. 
e  4  Or,  if  he  languish  on  his  couch, 
— God  will  pronounce  his  sins  forgiven ; 
o  Will  save  him  with  a  healing  touch, 

Or  take  his  willing  soul  to  heaven. 

PSALM  42.  C.  M.  1st  Part.  Plymouth,  [b] 

Ver.  1 — 5.     Desertion  and  Hope. 

1  X1TITH  earnest  longings  of  the  mind, 
e         ▼  ▼     My  God,  to  thee  I  look ; 
— So  pants  the  hunted  hart  to  find, 

And  taste  the  cooling  brook. 
e  2  When  shall  I  see  thy  courts  of  grace, 

And  meet  my  God  again  ? 
e  So  long  an  absence  from  thy  face 

My  heart  endures  with  pain. 
3  Temptations  vex  my  weary  soul, 

And  tears  are  my  repast ; 
— The  foe  insults  without  control, 
d       '  And  where's  your  God  at  last  ?' 
p  4  'Tis  with  a  mournful  pleasure  now 

I  think  on  ancient  days ; 
Then  to  thy  house  did  numbers  go, 

And  all  our  work  was  praise, 
e  5  But  why,  my  soul,  sunk  down  so  far, 

Beneath  this  heavy  load  ? 
Why  do  my  thoughts  indulge  despair, 

And  sin  against  my  God  ? 
— 6  Hope  in  the  Lord,  whose  mighty  hand 

Can  all  thy  woes  remove  ; 
o  For  I  shall  yet  before  him  stand, 

And  sing  restoring  love. 

L.  M.  Babylon.  [*] 

Ver.  6 — 11.     Hope  in  Affliction. 

p  1  ]V1~Y  spirit  sinks  within  me,  Lord — 
—     1TX  But  I  will  call  thy  name  to  mind, 


PSALM  44.  117 


And  times  of  past  distress  record, 

When  I  have  found  my  God  was  kind. 
e  2  Huge  troubles,  with  tumultuous  noise, 

Swell  like  a  sea,  and  round  me  spread ; 

Thy  water-spouts  drown  all  my  joys, 

And  rising  waves  roll  o'er  my  head. 
— 3  Yet  will  the  Lord  command  his  love, 

When  I  address  his  throne  by  day ; 

Nor  in  the  night  his  grace  remove ; 

The  night  shall  hear  me  sing  and  pray. 
e  4  I'll  cast  myself  before  his  feet, 
d  And  say,  'My  God,  my  heavenly  Rock, 
p  '  Why  doth  thy  love  so  long  forget 

*  The  soul  that  groans  beneath  thy  stroke  ?' 
— 5  I'll  chide  my  heart  that  sinks  so  low; 
e  Why  should  my  soul  indulge  in  grief? 
o  Hope  in  the  Lord,  and  praise  him  too ; 

He  is  my  rest,  my  sure  relief. 
o  6  Thy  light  and  truth  shall  guide  me  still ; 

Thy  word  shall  my  best  thoughts  employ, 

And  lead  me  to  thy  holy  hill, 

My  God,  my  most  exceeding  joy. 

PSALM  44.  C.  M.  China.  Bedford,  [b] 

V.  1,  2,  3,  8,  15—26.     The  Church's  Complaint  in  Persecution. 

1  '       ORD,  we  have  heard  thy  works  of  old, 
JLi  Thy  works  of  power  and  grace, 

When  to  our  ears  our  fathers  told 
The  wonders  of  their  days  : — 

2  How  thou  didst  build  thy  churches  here, 
And  make  thy  gospel  known  ; 

o  Amongst  them  did  thine  arm  appear, 

Thy  light  and  glory  shone. 
o  3  In  God  they  boasted  all  the  day ; 

And  in  a  cheerful  throng, 
Did  thousands  meet  to  praise  and  pray ; 

And  grace  was  all  their  song, 
e  4  But  now  our  souls  are  seiz'd  with  shame, 

Confusion  fills  our  face, 
To  hear  the  enemy  blaspheme, 

And  fools  reproach  thy  grace 
— 5  [Yet  have  we  not  forgot  our  God, 

Nor  falselv  dealt  with  heaven ; 


118  PSALM  45. 


Nor  have  our  steps  declin'd  the  road 

Of  duty  thou  hast  given  : — 
e  6  Though  dragons  all  around  us  roar, 

With  their  destructive  breath, 
And  thine  own  hand  has  bruis'd  us  sore, 

Hard  by  the  gates  of  death. 

PAUSE. 

7  We  are  expos'd  all  day  to  die, 

As  martyrs  for  thy  cause  ; 
As  sheep  for  slaughter  bound  we  lie 
By  sharp  and  bloody  laws.] 
— 8  Awake,  arise,  Almighty  Lord, 
Why  sleeps  thy  wonted  grace ! 
e  Why  should  we  look  like  men  abhorr'd, 
Or  banish'd  from  thy  face  ? 
9  [Wilt  thou  for  ever  cast  us  off, 

And  still  neglect  our  cries  ? 
For  ever  hide  thy  heavenly  love, 
From  our  afflicted  eyes  ? 
p  10  Down  to  the  dust  our  soul  is  bow'd, 

And  dies  upon  the  ground ; 
d  Rise  for  our  help,  rebuke  the  proud, 

And  all  their  powers  confound.] 
— 1 1  Redeem  us  from  perpetual  shame, 
Our  Saviour,  and  our  God ; 
We  plead  the  honours  of  thy  name, 
The  merits  of  thy  blood. 

PSALM  45.  S.  M.  Dover.  [*] 

The  Glory  of  Christ. 

1  [TVTY  Saviour  and  my  King, 

JLtJL  Thy  beauties  are  divine  ; 
Thy  lips  with  blessings  overflow, 
And  ev'ry  grace  is  thine. 
o  2      Now  make  thy  glories  known, 
—        Gird  on  thy  dreadful  sword, 
And  ride  in  majesty,  to  spread 

The  conquests  of  thy  word. 
3       Strike  through  thy  stubborn  foes, 
e  Or  melt  their  hearts  t'  obey ; 

— While  justice,  meekness,  grace,  and  truth, 
Attend  thy  glorious  way. 


PSALM  45.  119 


o  4      Thy  laws,  O  God,  are  right, 
Thy  throne  shall  ever  stand ; 
And  thy  victorious  gospel  proves 
A  sceptre  in  thy  hand. 

o  5      Thy  Father  and  thy  God, 

—  Hath,  without  measure,  shed 
His  Spirit,  like  a  joyful  oil, 

T'  anoint  thy  sacred  head. 
e  6      Behold,  at  thy  right  hand 
The  Gentile  church  is  seen 
Like  a  fair  bride  in  rich  attire, 

—  And  princes  guard  the  queen. 
7      Fair  bride,  receive  his  love, 

Forget  thy  Father's  house, 
Forsake  thy  gods,  thy  idol  gods, 
And  pay  thy  Lord  thy  vows, 
o  8      O  let  thy  God  and  King 

Thy  sweetest  thoughts  employ ; 
o  Thy  children  shall  his  honours  sing 
In  palaces  of  joy.] 

C.  M.  Arundel.  Hear.  [*] 

Glories  and  Government  of  Christ. 

1  IT'LL  speak  the  honours  of  my  King, 

J-  His  form  divinely  fair ; 
None  of  the  sons  of  mortal  race 
May  with  the  Lord  compare. 
b  2  Sweet  is  thy  speech,  and  heavenly  grace 

Upon  thy  lips  is  shed  ; 
— Thy  God  with  blessings  infinite 

Hath  crown'd  thy  sacred  head, 
g  3  Gird  on  thy  sword,  victorious  Prince, 
Ride  with  majestic  sway ; 
Thy  terrour  shall  strike  through  thy  foes, 

And  make  the  world  obey. 
4  Thy  throne,  O  God,  for  ever  stands 

Thy  word  of  grace  shall  prove 
A  peaceful  sceptre  in  thy  hands, 
To  rule  thy  saints  by  love. 
— 5  Justice  and  truth  attend  thee  still ; 
e       But  mercy  is  thy  choice  ; 
u  And  God,  thy  God,  thy  soul  shall  fill. 
With  most  peculiar  joys. 


120  PSALM  45. 


L.  M.   1st  Part.  Blendon.  [*] 

The  Glory  of  Christ  and  pmctr  of  his  Gospel. 

1  TVTOW  be  my  heart  inspired  to  sing 
-L  1    The  glories  of  my  Saviour  King ; 
e  Jesus  the  Lord,  how  heavenly  fair 

His  form  !  how  bright  his  beauties  are  ! 
— 2  O'er  all  the  sons  of  human  race 

He  shines  with  a  superior  grace  ; 
o  Love  from  his  lips  divinely  flows, 

And  blessings  all  his  state  compose, 
g  3  Dress  thee  in  arms,  most  mighty  Lord, 

Gird  on  the  terrour  of  thy  sword, 

In  majesty  and  glory  ride, 

With  truth  and  meekness  at  thy  side, 
e  4  Thine  anger,  like  a  pointed  dart, 

Will  pierce  the  foes  of  stubborn  heart ; 
e  Or  words  of  mercy,  kind  and  sweet, 

Will  melt  the  rebels  at  thy  feet, 
g  5  Thy  throne,  O  God,  for  ever  stands, 

Grace  is  the  sceptre  in  thy  hands ; 

Thy  laws  and  works  are  just  and  right ; 

Justice  and  grace  are  thy  delight. 
— 6  God,  thine  own  God,  has  richly  shed 

His  oil  of  gladness  on  thy  head ; 
o  And  with  his  sacred  Spirit  blest 

His  first-born  Son  above  the  rest. 

L.  M.  2nd  Part.  Oporto.  Green's.  [*] 

Christ  and  his  Church. 

e   1   rjn  HE  King  of  saints,  how  fair  his  face ! 

J-    Adorn'd  with  majesty  and  grace  ! 
o  He  comes  with  blessings  from  above, 

And  wins  the  nations  to  his  love, 
b  2  At  his  right  hand,  our  eves  behold 

The  queen,  array'd  in  purest  gold ; 
■ — The  world  admires  her  heavenly  dress, 

Her  robe  of  joy  and  righteousness. 

3  He  forms  her  beauties  like  his  own, 

He  calls  and  scats  her  near  his  throne : 
b  Fair  stranger,  let  thy  heart  forget 

The  idols  of  thy  native  state. 
—4  So  will  the  King  the  more  rejoice 

In  thee,  the  fav'rite  of  his  choice. 


PSALM  46.  121 


Let  him  be  lov'd,  and  yet  ador'd, 

For  he's  thy  Maker,  and  thy  Lord, 
s  5  O  happy  hour,  when  thou  shalt  rise 

To  his  fair  palace  in  the  skies ! 

And  all  thy  sons,  a  numerous  train, 

Each  like  a  prince  in  glory  reign, 
g  6  Let  endless  honours  crown  his  head  ; 

Let  ev'ry  age  his  praises  spread ; 
— While  we  with  cheerful  songs  approve 

The  condescensions  of  his  love. 

PSALM  46.  L.  M.  1st  Part.  Leeds.  Blendon.  [*] 

The  Church's  Safety  amidst  Desolations. 

1    f^  OD  is  the  refuge  of  his  saints, 

vJ  When  storms  of  sharp  distress  invade ; 

Ere  we  can  offer  our  complaints, 

Behold  him  present  with  his  aid. 
o  2  Let  mountains  from  their  seats  be  hurl'd, 

Down  to  the  deep  and  buried  there — 

Convulsions  shake  the  solid  world — 

Our  faith  shall  never  yield  to  fear. 
u  3  Loud  may  the  troubled  ocean  roar — 
p.  In  sacred  peace  our  souls  abide ; 
— While  ev'ry  nation,  ev'ry  shore, 
e  Trembles  and  dreads  the  swelling  tide, 
e  4  There  is  a  stream,  whose  gentle  flow 

Supplies  the  city  of  our  God ; 
b  Life,  love,  and  joy  still  gliding  through, 

And  wat'ring  our  divine  abode. 
— 5  That  sacred  stream,  thy  holy  word, 

Our  grief  allays,  our  fear  controls  : 

Sweet  peace  thy  promises  afford, 

And  give  new  strength  to  fainting  souls, 
g  6  Zion  enjoys  her  monarch's  love, 

Secure  against  a  threat'ning  hour  ; 

Nor  can  her  firm  foundations  move, 

Built  on  his  truth,  and  arm'd  with  power. 

L.  M.  2nd  Part.  Blendon.  [*] 

God  fights  for  his  Church. 


1  ' .      ET  Zion  in  her  King  rejoice, 
-Li  Though  tyrants  rage,  and  kingdoms  rise 
11 


122 


PSALM  47. 


g  He  utters  his  almighty  voice — 
e  The  nations  melt,  the  tumult  dies. 
o  2  The  Lord,  of  old,  for  Jacob  fought ; 

And  Jacob's  God  is  still  our  aid : 
e  Behold  the  works  his  hand  hath  wrought , 
a  What  desolations  he  has  made  ! 
o  3  From  sea  to  sea,  through  all  the  shores, 

He  makes  the  noise  of  battle  cease  ; 
g  When  from  on  high  his  thunder  roars, 

He  awes  the  trembling  world  to  peace. 
s  4  He  breaks  the  bow,  he  cuts  the  spear ; 

Charots  he  burns  with  heavenly  flame  : 
p  Keep  silence,  all  the  earth, — and  hear 

The  sound  and  glory  of  his  name, 
d  5  'Be  still — and  learn  that  I  am  God  ! 

'  I'll  be  exalted  o'er  the  lands  ; 

'  I  will  be  known  and  fear'd  abroad, 

'But  still  my  throne  in  Zion  stands.' 
e  6  O  Lord  of  hosts,  almighty  King, 
e  While  we  so  near  thy  presence  dwell, 
— Our  faith  shall  sit  secure,  and  sing 
o  Defiance  to  the  gates  of  hell. 


n 


PSALM  47.  C.  M.  Christmas.  Arundel. 

Christ  ascending  and  reigning. 

o  1   £~\  FOR  a  shout  of  sacred  joy, 
V>J  To  God  the  sov'reign  King ! 
Let  ev'ry  land  their  tongues  employ, 

And  hymns  of  triumph  sing. 
2  Jesus  our  God  ascends  on  high, 

His  heavily  guards  around 
Attend  him  rising  through  the  sky, 
With  trumpets'  joyful  sound. 
o  3  While  angels  shout  and  praise  their  King, 
Let  mortals  learn  their  strains  : 
Let  all  the  earth  his  honours  sing ; 
O'er  all  the  earth  he  reigns. 
e  4  Rehearse  his  praise  with  awe  profound, 
Let  knowledge  lead  the  song ; 
Nor  mock  him  with  a  solemn  sound, 
Upon  a  thoughtless  tongue. 
— 5  In  Israel  stood  his  ancient  throne, 
He  lov'd  that  chosen  race  ; 


PSALM  48.  123 


o  But  now  he  calls  the  world  his  own, 
And  heathens  taste  his  grace. 

6  The  Gentile  nations  are  the  Lord's ; 
There  Abraham's  God  is  known  : 

g  While  pow'rs  and  princes,  shields  and  swords 
Submit  before  his  throne. 

PSALM  48.  S.  M.  1st  Part.  Dover.  Peckham.  [*] 

V.  1 — 8.     The  Church,  the  Honour  and  Safety  of  a  Nation. 

1   ip  REAT  is  the  Lord  our  God, 
V^~  And  let  his  praise  be  great ; 
He  makes  his  churches  his  abode, 

His  most  delightful  seat, 
b  2      These  temples  of  his  grace, 

How  beautiful  they  stand  ! 
— The  honours  of  our  native  place, 
o  The  bulwarks  of  our  land. 

— 3       In  Zion  God  is  known, 

A  refuge  in  distress ; 
e  How  bright  has  his  salvation  shone, 

Through  all  her  palaces ! 
— 4      When  kings  against  her  join'd, 

And  saw  the  Lord  was  there, 
d  In  wild  confusion  of  the  mind, 
o  They  fled  with  hasty  fear. 

e  5       [When  navies,  tall  and  proud, 

Attempt  to  spoil  our  peace, 
o  He  sends  his  tempest  roaring  loud, 

And  sinks  them  in  the  seas.] 
— 6      Oft  have  our  fathers  told, 

Our  eyes  have  often  seen, 
How  well  our  God  secures  the  fold, 

Where  his  own  sheep  have  been. 

7  In  ev'ry  new  distress 
We'll  to  his  house  repair ; 

We'll  think  upon  his  wondrous  grace, 
And  seek  deliv'rance  there. 

S.  M.  2nd  Part.  Kibworth.  St.  Thomas.  [*] 

Ver.  10 — 14.     Gospel  Worship  and  Order. 

1  X^  AR  as  thy  name  is  known, 
-i-     The  world  declares  thy  praise ; 


124 


PSALM  49. 


Thy  saints,  O  Lord,  before  thy  throne 
Their  songs  of  honour  raise, 
o  2       With  joy  let  Judah  stand 

On  Zion's  chosen  hill, 
o  Proclaim  the  wonders  of  thy  hand, 

And  counsels  of  thy  will, 
e  3       Let  strangers  walk  around 
The  city  where  we  dwell ; 
Compass  and  view  the  holy  ground, 
And  mark  the  building  well — 
e  4      The  order  of  thy  house, 
The  worship  of  thy  court, 
The  cheerful  songs,  the  solemn  vows, — 
d  And  make  a  fair  report. 

5       How  decent  and  how  wise  ! 

How  glorious  to  behold  ! 
Beyond  the  pomp  that  charms  the  eyes, 
And  rites  adom'd  with  gold. 
o  6      The  God  we  worship  now, 
Will  guide  us  till  we  die  ; 
Will  be  our  God  while  here  below, 
And  ours  above  the  sky. 


PSALM  49.  C.  M.  1st  Part.  JValsal.  [b] 

Ver.  6 — 14.     The  Vanity  of  Life  and  Riches. 

1  "V17~HY  does  the  man  of  riches  grow 

T  T     To  insolence  and  pride, 
To  see  his  wealth  and  honours  flow, 
With  every  rising  tide  ? 

2  [Why  doth  he  treat  the  poor  with  scorn, 
Made  of  the  self-same  clay, 

And  boast,  as  though  his  flesh  was  born 
Of  better  dust  than  they  ?] 

3  Not  all  his  treasure  can  procure 
His  soul  a  short  reprieve ; 

Redeem  from  death  one  guilty  hour, 
Or  make  his  brother  live. 

4  [Life  is  a  blessing  can't  be  sold  ; 
The  ransom  is  too  high ; 

Justice  will  ne'er  be  brib'd  with  gold, 
That  man  may  never  die. 


PSALM  49.  125 


5  He  sees  the  brutish  and  the  wise, 
The  tim'rous  and  the  brave, 

Quit  their  possessions,  close  their  eyes, 
And  hasten  to  the  grave.] 

6  Yet  'tis  his  inward  thought  and  pride, 
d      '  My  house  shall  ever  stand  ; 

4  And  that  my  name  may  long  abide, 

'  I'll  give  it  to  my  land.' 
e  7  [Vain  are  his  thoughts,  his  hopes  are  lost ; 

How  soon  his  mem'ry  dies ! 
— His  name  is  written  in  the  dust, 

Where  his  own  carcass  lies.] 

8  This  is  the  folly  of  their  way  : 
And  yet  their  sons,  as  vain, 

Approve  the  words  their  fathers  say, 
And  act  their  works  again. 

9  Men,  void  of  wisdom  and  of  grace, 
If  honour  raise  them  high, 

e  Live  like  the  beast,  a  thoughtless  race, 
a      And  like  the  beast  they  die. 

10  [Laid  in  the  grave,  like  silly  sheep, 
Death  feeds  upon  them  there  ; 

'Till  the  last  trumpet  breaks  their  sleep, 
In  terrour  and  despair.] 

C.  M.  2nd  Part.  York.  [*] 

Ver.  14,  15.     Death  and  the  Resurrection. 

1  "V^E  sons  of  pride,  who  hate  the  just, 

JL    And  trample  on  the  poor, 
When  death  has  brought  you  down  to  dust, 
g      Your  pomp  shall  rise  no  more. 
o  2  The  last  great  day  shall  change  the  scene ; 
e      -When  will  that  hour  appear  ? 
When  shall  the  just  revive,  and  reign 
O'er  all  that  scorn'd  them  here  ? 
— 3  God  will  my  naked  soul  receive, 

When  separate  from  the  flesh ; 
o  And  break  the  prison  of  the  grave, 

To  raise  my  bones  afresh, 
s  4  Heaven  is  my  everlasting  home, 

Th'  inheritance  is  sure  ; 
— Let  men  of  pride  their  rage  resume, 
e      But  I'll  repine  no  more. 
11  * 


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PSALM  49,  50. 


L.  M.  Bath.  [*] 

The  rich  Sinner's  Death. 

1  ["V17"HY  do  the  proud  insult  th£  poor, 

▼  ▼    And  boast  the  large  estates  they  have  ? 
How  vain  are  riches  to  secure 
Their  haughty  owners  from  the  grave ! 

2  They  can't  redeem  one  hour  from  death, 
With  all  the  wealth  in  which  they  trust ; 
Nor  give  a  dying  brother  breath, 

When  God  commands  him  down  to  dust. 

3  There  the  dark  earth  and  dismal  shade 
Shall  clasp  their  naked  bodies  round ; 
That  flesh,  so  delicately  fed, 

Lie  cold,  and  moulder  in  the  ground. 

4  Like  thoughtless  sheep  the  sinner  dies, 
Laid  in  the  grave  for  worms  to  eat ! 

o  The  saints  shall  in  the  morning  rise, 

And  find  the  oppressor  at  their  feet, 
e  5  His  honours  perish  in  the  dust, 

And  pomp  and  beauty,  birth  and  blood ; 
o  That  glorious  day  exalts  the  just, 

To  full  dominion  o'er  the  proud. 
o  6  My  Saviour  will  my  life  restore, 

And  raise  me  from  my  dark  abode ; 

My  flesh  and  soul  shall  part  no  more, 

But  dwell  for  ever  near  my  God.] 

PSALM  50.  C.  M.  1st  Part.  Mear.  Windsor^] 

Ver.  1 — 6.     The  Last  Judgment. 

1  np  HE  Lord,  the  Judge,  before  his  throne 
d        J-    Bids  the  whole  earth  draw  nigh ; 

— The  nations  near  the  rising  sun, 
And  near  the  western  sky. 

2  No  more  shall  bold  blasphemers  say, 
d       '  Judgment  will  ne'er  begin ;' 

— No  more  abuse  his  long  delay, 

To  impudence  and  sin. 
g  3  Thron'd  on  a  cloud,  our  God  shall  come 

Bright  flames  prepare  his  way ; 
Thunder  and  darkness,  fire  and  storm 

Lead  on  the  dreadful  day ! 
— 4  Heaven  from  above  his  call  shall  hear 

Attending  angels  come : 


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g  And  earth  and  hell  shall  know,  and  fear 

His  justice  and  their  doom, 
d  5  '  But  gather  all  my  saints,'  he  cries, 

'  Who  made  their  peace  with  God 
1  By  the  Redeemer's  sacrifice, 

1  And  seal'd  it  with  his  blood. 
6  'Their  faith  and  works,  brought  forth  to  light 

'  Shall  make  the  world  confess 
'  My  sentence  of  reward  is  right ; — 

1  And  heaven  adore  my  grace.' 

C.  M.  2nd  Part.  York.  [*] 

V.  10,  11,  14,  15,  23.     Obedience  is  better  than  Sacrifice. 


1  [TBiHUS  saith  the  Lord,  'The  spacious  fields, 
JL    '  And  flocks  and  herds  are  mine  ; 

1  O'er  all  the  cattle  of  the  hills 

1 1  claim  a  right  divine. 

2  1 1  ask  no  sheep  for  sacrifice, 
'  Nor  bullocks  burnt  with  fire  ; 

1  To  hope  and  love,  to  pray  and  praise, 
1  Is  all  that  I  require. 

3  c  Call  upon  me  when  trouble's  near, 
'  My  hand  shall  set  thee  free  ; 

'  Then  shall  thy  thankful  lips  declare 
1  The  honours  due  to  me. 

4  '  The  man  who  offers  humble  praise, 
'  He  glorifies  me  best : 

'  And  those  who  tread  my  holy  ways, 
'  Shall  my  salvation  taste.'] 

C.  M.  3rd  Part.  Reading,  [b] 

V.  1,  5,  8,  16,  21,  22.     The  Judgment  of  Hypocrites. 

1  [XITHEN  Christ  to  judgment  shall  descend, 

v  T     And  saints  surround  their  Lord  ; 
He'll  call  the  nations  to  attend, 
And  hear  his  awful  word.    ' 

2  '  Not  for  the  want  of  bullocks  slain, 
'  Will  I  the  world  reprove  : 

*  Altars  and  rites,  and  forms  are  vain, 
'  Without  the  fire  of  love. 

3  '  An^  what  have  hypocrites  to  do, 
(  To  bring  their  sacrifice  ? 


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'  They  call  my  statutes  just  and  true, 
1  But  deal  in  theft  and  lies. 

4  '  Could  you  expect  to  'scape  my  sight, 
1  And  sin  without  control  ? 

'But  I  shall  bring  your  crimes  to  light, 
1  With  anguish  in  your  soul.' 

5  Consider,  ye  that  slight  the  Lord, 
Before  his  wrath  appear ; 

If  once  you  fall  beneath  his  sword, 
There's  no  deliverer  there.] 
L.  M.  Geneva.  Babylon. 

Hypocrisy  exposed. 

1   np  HE  Lord,  the  Judge,  his  churches  warns 


[b] 


Let  hypocrites  attend  and  fear, 
Who  place  their  hope  in  rites  and  forms, 
But  make  not  faith  nor  love  their  care. 

d  2  Wretches !  they  dare  rehearse  his  name, 
With  lips  of  falsehood  and  deceit ; 
A  friend  or  brother  they  defame, 
And  sooth  and  flatter  those  they  hate. 

— 3  They  watch  to  do  their  neighbours  wrong, 
Yet  dare  to  seek  their  Maker's  face  ; 
They  take  his  cov'nant  on  their  tongue, 
But  break  his  laws,  abuse  his  grace. 

4  To  heaven  they  lift  their  hands  unclean, 
Defil'd  with  lust,  defil'd  with  blood ; 

By  night  they  practise  every  sin, 

By  day  their  mouths  draw  near  to  God. 

5  And  while  his  judgments  long  delay, 
They  grow  secure,  and  sin  the  more ; 
They  think  he  sleeps  as  well  as  they, 
And  put  far  off  the  dreadful  hour. 

e  6  O  dreadful  hour,  when  God  draws  near, 
And  sets  their  crimes  before  their  eyes ! 
His  wrath  their  guilty  souls  shall  tear, 
And  no  deliverer  dare  to  rise. 

P.  M.   1st  Part.   Jtal worth.  [*] 

The  Last  Judgment. 

1  [rriHE  Lord,  the  sovereign,  sends  his  sum- 

J-  mons  forth, 

Calls  the  south  nations,  and  awakes  the  noith  ; 
From  east  to  west  the  sounding  orders  spread, 
Through  distant  worlds,  and  regions  of  the  dead 


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No  more  shall  Atheists  mock  his  long  delay ; 
His  vengeance  sleeps  no  more  :  behold  the  day ! 

2  Behold  the  Judge  descends ;  his  guards  are  nigh; 
Tempests  and  fire  attend  him  down  the  sky : 
Heaven,  earth,  and  hell  draw  near ;  let  all  things  come, 
To  hear  his  justice,  and  the  sinner's  doom  : 
But  gather  first  my  saints,  (the  Judge  commands,) 
Bring  them,  ye  angels,  from  their  distant  lands. 

3  Behold  my  cov'nant  stands  for  ever  good, 
Seal'd  by  th'  eternal  sacrifice  in  blood ;       [Jew, 
And  sign'd  with  all  their  names,  the  Greek,  the 
That  paid  the  ancient  worship,  or  the  new : 
There's  no  distinction  here ;  come,  spread  their  thrones, 
And  near  me  seat  my  fav'rites,  and  my  sons. 

4  I,  their  almighty  Saviour,  and  their  God, 

I  am  their  Judge :  ye  heavens,  proclaim  abroad 
My  just  eternal  sentence,  and  declare 
Those  awful  truths  that  sinners  dread  to  hear : 
Sinners  in  Zion,  tremble  and  retire  ; 
I  doom  the  painted  hypocrite  to  fire. 

5  Not  for  the  want  of  goats  or  bullocks  slain 
Do  I  condemn  thee ;  bulls  and  goats  are  vain, 
Without  the  flames  of  love  :  in  vain  the  store 
Of  brutal  ofFrings,  that  were  mine  before  : 
Mine  are  the  tamer  beasts,  and  savage  breed, 
Flocks,  herds,  and  fields,  and  forests  where  they  feed. 

6  If  I  were  hungry,  would  I  ask  thee  food  ? 
When  did  I  thirst,  or  drink  thy  bullock's  blood  ? 
Can  I  be  flatter'd  with  thy  cringing  bows, 

Thy  solemn  chatt'rings,  and  fantastic  vows  ? 
Are  my  eyes  charm'd  thy  vestments  to  behold, 
Glaring  in  gems,  and  gay  in  woven  gold  ? 

7  Unthinking  wretch  !  how  could'st  thou  hope  to  please 
A  God,  a  Spirit,  with  such  toys  as  these  ? 
While,  with  my  grace  and  statutes  on  thy  tongue, 
Thou  lov'st  deceit,  and  dost  thy  brother  wrong : 
In  vain  to  pious  forms  thy  zeal  pretends, 
Thieves  and  adult'rers  are  thy  chosen  friends. 

8  Silent  I  waited,  with  long-suffering  love  ; 
But  didst  thou  hope  that  I  should  ne'er  reprove  ? 
And  cherish  such  an  impious  thought  within, 
That  God,  the  righteous,  would  indulge  thy  sin? 
Behold  my  terrours  now,  my  thunders  roll, 
And  thy  own  crimes  affright  thy  guilty  soul. 


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9  Sinners,  awake  betimes:  ye  fools,  be  wise; 
Awake  before  this  dreadful  morning  rise :  [amend; 
Change  your  vain  thoughts,  your  crooked  works 
Fly  to  the  Saviour,  make  the  Judge  your  friend  * 
Lest  like  a  lion  his  last  vengeance  tear 
Your  trembling  souls,  and  no  deliverer  near.] 

P.  M.  2nd  Part.   Walworth.  [*] 

The  Last  Judgment. 

1  np  HE  God  of  glory  sends  his  summons  forth, 

JL    Calls  the  south  nations,  and  awakes  the 
north ; 
From  east  to  west  the  sovereign  orders  spread, 
Through  distant  worlds,  and  regions  of  the  dead. 
The  trumpet  sounds;  hell  trembles;  heaven  rejoices: 
Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  saints,  with  cheerful  voices. 

2  No  more  shall  Atheists  mock  his  long  delay ; 
His  vengeance  sleeps  no  more  ;  behold  the  day : 
Behold  the  Judge  descend  ;  his  guards  are  nigh ; 
Tempests  and  fire  attend  him  down  the  sky. 
When  God  appears,  all  nature  shall  adore  him ; 
While  sinners  tremble,  saints  rejoice  before  him, 

3  *  Heaven,  earth,  and  hell  draw  near :  let  all 

things  come, 
'  To  hear  my  justice,  and  the  sinner's  doom  ! 
'  But  gather  first  my  saints,'  the  Judge  commands; 
'Bring  them,  ye  angels,  from  their  distant  lands.' 
When  Christ  returns,  wake  every  cheerful  passion ; 
And  shout,  ye  saints;  he  comes  for  your  salvation. 

4  '  Behold,  my  cov'nant  stands  for  ever  good, 
'  Seal'd  by  th'  eternal  sacrifice  in  blood, 

'And  sign'd  with  all  their  names; — the  Greek, 

the  Jew, 
'Who  paid  the  ancient  worship,  or  the  new.' 
There's  no  distinction  here ;  join  all  your  voices, 
And  raise  your  heads,  ye  saints;  for  h  ea  ven  rejoices. 

5  '  Here,'  saith  the  Lord,  '  ye  angels,  spread  their 

thrones, 
'  And  near  me  seat  my  fav'rites  and  my  sons : 
'  Come,  my  redeem'd,  possess  the  joys  prepar'd 
'Ere  time  began;  'tis  your  divine  reward.' 
When  Christ  returns,  wake  ev'ry  cheerful  passion ; 
And  shout,  ye  saints ;  he  comes  for  your  salvation 


PSALM  50.  131 


PAUSE  THE  FIRST.     Landaff. 

6  ['  I  am  the  Saviour,  I  th'  almighty  God ; 

'  I  am  the  Judge  :  ye  heavens,  proclaim  abroad 
'  My  just,  eternal  sentence,  and  declare 
4  Those  awful  truths,  that  sinners  dread  to  hear.' 
When  God  appears,  all  nature  shall  adore  him, 
While  sinners  tremble,  saints  rejoice  before  him.'] 

7  '  Stand  forth,  thou  bold  blasphemer,  and  profane, 
'  Now  feel  my  wrath,  nor  call  my  threat'nings  vain : 
'Thou  hypocrite,  once  drest  in  saint's  attire — 

4 1  doom  the  painted  hypocrite  to  fire.' 
Judgment  proceeds ;  hell  trembles;  heaven  rejoices: 
Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  saints,  with  cheerful  voices. 

8  [4  Not  for  the  want  of  goats  or  bullocks  slain, 
4  Do  I  condemn  thee ;  bulls  and  goats  are  vain, 

4  Without  the  flames  of  love  :  in  vain  the  store 
4  Of  brutal  off  rings,  that  were  mine  before.' 
Earth  is  the  Lord's :  all  nature  shall  adore  him : 
While  sinners  tremble,  saints  rejoice  before  him. 

9  4  If  I  were  hungry,  would  I  ask  thee  food  ? 

4  When  did  I  thirst,  or  drink  thy  bullock's  blood  ? 
4  Mine  are  the  tamer  beasts,and  savage  breed, [feed,' 
'Flocks,  herds,  and  fields,  and  forests  where  they 
All  is  the  Lord-s ;  he  rides  the  wide  creation  : 
Gives  sinners  vengeance,  and  the  saints  salvation.] 

10  '  Can  I  be  flatter'd  with  thy  cringing  bows, 
4  Thy  solemn  chatt'rings  and  fantastic  vows  ? 

4  Are  my  eyes  charm'd  thy  vestments  to  behold ; 
4  Glaring  in  gems,  and  gay  in  woven  gold  ?' 
God  is  the  Judge  of  hearts;  no  fair  disguises 
Can  screen  the  guilti/,  when  his  vengeance  rises. 

PAUSE  THE  SECOND. 

1 1  '  Unthinking  wretch  !  how  couldst  thou  hope  to  please 

4  A  God,  a  Spirit,  with  such  toys  as  these  ? 
4  While,  with  my  grace  and  statutes  on  thy  tongue, 
4  Thou  lov'st  deceit,  and  dost  thy  brother  wrong.' 
Judgment  proceeds ;  hell  trembles;  heaven  rejoices: 
Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  saints,  with  cheerful  voices. 

12  [4  In  vain  to  pious  forms  thy  zeal  pretends, 

4  Thieves  and  adult'rers  are  thy  chosen  friends  : 
4  While  the  false  flatt'rer  at  my  altar  waits, 
4  His  harden'd  soul  divine  instruction  hates.' 
God  is  the  Judge  of  hearts :  no  fair  disguises 
Can  screen  the  guilty,  when  his  vengeance  rises.] 


132  PSALM  51 


13  '  Silent  1  waited,  with  long  suffering  love  : 

'  But  didst  thou  hope  that  I  should  ne'er  reprove  ? 
c  And  cherish  such  an  impious  thought  within, 
'  That  the  All-Holy  would  indulge  thy  sin  ?' 
See,  God  appears  !  all  nature  joins  f  adore  him  : 
Judgment  proceeds,  and  sinners  fall  before  him. 

14  ['  Behold  my  terrours  now  :  my  thunders  roll, 

•  And  thy  own  crimes  affright  thy  guilty  soul : 
'  Now  like  a  lion  shall  my  vengeance  tear 

*  Thy  bleeding  heart,  and  no  deliverer  near.' 
Judgment  concludes;  hell  trembles!  heaven  rejoices: 
Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  saints,  with  cheerful  voices.] 

EPIPHONEMA. 

15  Sinners,  awake  betimes ;  ye  fools,  be  wise  ! 
Awake,  before  this  dreadful  morning  rise. [amend, 
Change  your  vain  thoughts,  your  crooked  works 
Fly  to  the  Saviour,  make  the  Judge  your  friend. 
Then  join,  ye  saints;  ivake  every  cheerful  passion : 
When  Christ  returns,  he  comes  for  your  salvation. 

PSALM51.  L.M.  IstPart.  Carthage.  Geneva.[h] 

A  Penitent  pleading  for  Pardon. 

p  1    CJHEW  pity,  Lord,  O  Lord,  forgive  ; 
£9  Let  a  repenting  rebel  live  : 

e  Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free  ? 
May  not  a  sinner  trust  in  thee  ? 

— 2  My  crimes  are  great,  but  can't  surpass 
The  power  and  glory  of  thy  grace  ; 

g  Great  God,  thy  nature  hath  no  bound, 

— So  let  thy  pard'ning  love  be  found. 
3  O  wash  my  soul  from  every  sin, 
And  make  my  guilty  conscience  clean ; 

p  Here  on  my  heart  the  burden  lies, 
And  past  offences  pain  mine  eyes. 

e  4  My  lips  with  shame  my  sins  confess, 
Against  thy  law,  against  thy  grace  : 
Lord,  should  thy  judgment  grow  severe, 
1  am  eondemn'd,  but  thou  art  clear. 

o  5  Should  sudden  vengeance  seize  my  breath, 

e  I  must  pronounce  thee  just  in  death ; 

e  And  if  my  soul  were  sent  to  hell, 

— Thv  righteous  law  approves  it  well. 


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e  6  Yet  save  a  trembling  sinner,  Lord, 
— Whose  hope,  still  hov'ring  round  thy  word, 
o  Would  light  on  some  sweet  promise  there, 
Some  sure  support  against  despair. 

L.  M.  2nd  Part.  Armley.  Geneva,  [b] 

Original  and  actual  Sin  confessed. 

e  1  T    ORD,  I  am  vile,  conceiv'd  in  sin, 
-i-^  And  born  unholy  and  unclean ; 
Sprung  from  the  man,  whose  guilty  fall 
Corrupts  the  race,  and  taints  us  all. 

2  Soon  as  we  draw  our  infant  breath, 
The  seeds  of  sin  grow  up  for  death  : 
Thy  law  demands  a  perfect  heart, 
But  we're  defiPd  in  every  part. 

3  [Great  God,  create  my  heart  anew, 
And  form  my  spirit  pure  and  true ; 

O  make  me  wise  betimes  to  spy 

My  danger  and  my  remedy.] 
i  4  Behold,  I  fall  before  thy  face ; 

My  only  refuge  is  thy  grace  : 

No  outward  forms  can  make  me  clean ; 

The  leprosy  lies  deep  within. 

5  No  bleeding  bird,  nor  bleeding  beast, 

Nor  hyssop  branch,  nor  sprinkling  priest, 

Nor  running  brook,  nor  flood,  nor  sea, 

Can  wash  the  dismal  stain  away. 
— 6  Jesus,  my  God,  thy  blood  alone 

Hath  power  sufficient  to  atone  : 
o  Thy  blood  can  make  me  white  as  snow ; 

No  Jewish  types  can  cleanse  me  so. 
e  7  [While  guilt  disturbs  and  breaks  my  peace, 

Nor  flesh  nor  soul  hath  rest  or  ease, 
—Lord,  let  me  hear  thy  pard'ning  voice, 

And  make  my  broken  bones  rejoice.] 

L.  M.  3rd  Part.  Gloucester.  Bath.  [*] 

The  Penitent  restored. 

e  1   f\  THOU,  who  hear'st  when  sinners  cry, 
V^F  Though  all  my  crimes  before  thee  lie, 
Behold  them  not  with  angry  look, 
But  blot  their  mem'ry  from  thy  book. 
12 


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— 2  Create  my  nature  pure  within, 

And  form  my  soul  averse  from  sin ; 

Let  thy  good  Spirit  ne'er  depart, 

Nor  hide  thy  presence  from  my  heart, 
e  3  [I  cannot  live  without  thy  light, 

Cast  out  and  banish'd  from  thy  sight ! 
—Thy  holy  joys,  my  God,  restore, 

And  guard  me  that  I  fall  no  more, 
e  4  Though  I  have  griev'd  thy  Spirit,  Lord, 
— Thy  help  and  comfort  still  afford  : 

And  let  a  wretch  come  near  thy  throne, 

To  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

5  A  broken  heart,  my  God,  my  King, 

Is  all  the  sacrifice  I  bring  ; 
o  The  God  of  grace  will  ne'er  despise 

A  broken  heart  for  sacrifice.] 
p  6  My  soul  lies  humbled  in  the  dust, 

And  owns  thy  dreadful  sentence  just ; 

Look  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye,  . 

And  save  the  soul  condemn'd  to  die. 
— 7  Then  will  I  teach  the  world  thy  ways, 

Sinners  shall  learn  thy  sovereign  grace  ; 
o  I'll  lead  them  to  my  Saviour's  blood, 

And  they  shall  praise  a  pard'ning  God. 

8  O  may  thy  love  inspire  my  tongue ! 
o  Salvation  shall  be  all  my  sonn : 
s  And  all  my  powers  shall  join  to  bless 

The  Lord,  my  strength  and  righteousness. 
C.  M.  1st  Part.  Bangor,  [b] 

Sin  confessed  cinel  pardoned. 

1  [T    ORD,  I  would  spread  my  sore  distress, 

JLi  And  guilt,  before  thine  eyes  : 
e  Against  thy  laws,  against  thy  grace, 
How  high  my  crimes  arise ! 

2  Shouldst  thou  condemn  my  soul  to  hell, 
And  crush  my  llesh  to  dust, 

Heaven  would  approve  thy  vengeance  well 
And  earth  must  own  it  just. 
— 3  I  from  the  stock  of  Adam  came, 
Unholy  and  unclean  ; 
All  my  original  is  shame, 
And  all  my  nature  sin. 


PSALM  51,  53.  135 


4  Bom  in  a  world  of  guilt,  I  drew 

Contagion  with  my  breath ; 
And,  as  my  days  advanc'd,  I  grew 

A  juster  prey  for  death. 
e  5  Cleanse  me,  O  Lord,  and  cheer  my  soul 

With  thy  forgiving  love  ; 

0  make  my  broken  spirit  whole, 
And  bid  my  pains  remove. 

6  Let  not  thy  Spirit  quite  depart, 

Nor  drive  me  from  thy  face ; 
Create  anew  my  vicious  heart, 
And  fill  it  with  thy  grace, 
o  7  Then  will  I  make  thy  mercy  known, 

Before  the  sons  of  men ; 
o  Backsliders  shall  address  thy  throne, 
And  turn  to  God  again.] 

C.  M.  2nd  Part.  Bishopsgate.  Canterbury,  [b] 

Repentance,  and  Faith  in  the  Blood  of  Christ. 

e  1   /~\   GOD  of  mercy,  hear  my  call, 

V>7  My  load  of  guilt  remove  ; 
Break  down  this  separating  wall, 

That  bars  me  from  thy  love. 
— 2  Give  me  the  presence  of  thy  grace ; 
o      Then  my  rejoicing  tongue 
o  Shall  speak  aloud  thy  righteousness, 

And  make  thy  praise  my  song. 
e  3  No  blood  of  goats,  nor  heifer  slain, 

For  sin  could  e'er  atone  ; 
i  The  death  of  Christ  shall  still  remain 

Sufficient  and  alone. 
— 4  A  soul  oppress'd  with  sin's  desert, 

My  God  will  ne'er  despise  ; 
A  humble  groan,  a  broken  heart, 

Is  our  best  sacrifice. 

PSALM  53.  C.  M.  Mear.  [*] 

V.  4 — 6.     Victory  and  Deliverance  from  Persecution. 

1  4  RE  all  the  foes  of  Zion  fools, 
JrV.  Who  thus  devour  her  saints  ? 

Do  they  not  know  her  Saviour  rules, 
And  pities  her  complaints  ? 


136  PSALM  55. 


2  They  shall  be  seiz'd  with  sad  surprise 
For  God's  revenging  arm 

Scatters  the  bones  of  them,  who  rise 
To  do  his  children  harm. 

3  In  vain  the  sons  of  Satan  boast 
Of  armies  in  aria}  ; 

When  God  has  first  despis'd  their  host, 
They  fall  an  easy  prey. 

4  O  for  a  word  from  Zion's  King, 
Her  captives  to  restore  ! 

Jacob  wTith  all  the  tribes  shall  sing, 
And  Judah  weep  no  more. 

PSALM  55.  C.  M.  Canterbury,  [b] 

V.  1—8, 16, 17, 18,  22.     Sxipport  for  the  afflicted  and  tempted  Soul. 

1  [ffc   GOD,  my  refuge,  hear  my  cries, 

V^r   Behold  my  flowing  tears ; 
For  earth  and  hell  my  hurt  devise, 
And  triumph  in  my  fears. 

2  Their  rage  is  levell'd  at  my  life, 
My  soul  with  guilt  they  load  ; 

And  fill  my  thoughts  with  inward  strife, 
To  shake  my  hope  in  God. 

3  With  inward  pain  my  heart-strings  sound ; 
I  groan  with  every  breath ; 

Horrour  and  fear  beset  me  round, 
Amongst  the  shades  of  death.] 

e  40  were  I  like  a  feather'd  dove, 

And  innocence  had  wings  ; 
— Pd  fly,  and  make  a  long  remove 

From  all  these  restless  things. 

e  5  Let  me  to  some  wild  desert  go, 
And  find  a  peaceful  home ; 
Where  storms  of  malice  never  blow, 
Temptations  never  come. 

— 6  Vain  hopes — and  vain  inventions  all, 
e      To  'scape  the  rage  of  hell ! 
— The  mighty  God,  on  whom  I  call, 
Can  save  me  here  as  well. 


PSALM  55.  137 


PAUSE. 

o  7  By  morning  light  I'll  seek  his  face, 
At  noon  repeat  my  cry ; 
The  night  shall  hear  me  ask  his  grace, 
Nor  will  he  long  deny. 
o  8  God  shall  preserve  my  soul  from  fear, 
Or  shield  me  when  afraid  : 
Ten  thousand  angels  must  appear, 
If  he  command  their  aid. 
— 9  I  cast  my  burdens  on  the  Lord, 
The  Lord  sustains  them  all : 
My  courage  rests  upon  his  word, 
That  saints  shall  never  fall, 
o  10  [My  highest  hopes  shall  not  be  vain, 

My  lips  shall  spread  his  praise, 
e  While  cruel  and  deceitful  men, 
Scarce  live  out  half  their  days.] 
S.  M.  Aylesbury,  [*] 

V.  15,  16,  17,  19,  22.     Dangerous  Prosperity :  Daily  Devotion. 

e  1  T   ET  sinners  take  their  course, 

JL-J  And  choose  the  road  to  death  ; 
— But  in  the  worship  of  my  God, 
I'll  spend  my  daily  breath. 
2      My  thoughts  address  his  throne, 
When  morning  brings  the  light ; 
1  seek  his  blessing  ev'ry  noon, 
And  pay  my  vows  at  night, 
o  3      Thou  wilt  regard  my  cries, 

O  my  eternal  God  : 
e  While  sinners  perish  in  surprise, 

Beneath  thine  angry  rod. 
p  4      Because  they  dwell  at  ease, 
And  no  sad  changes  feel, 
They  neither  fear,  nor  trust  thy  name, 
Nor  learn  to  do  thy  will. 
— 5      But  I,  with  all  my  cares, 
Will  lean  upon  the  Lord ; 
I'll  cast  my  burdens  on  his  arm, 
And  rest  upon  his  word, 
o  6       His  arm  shall  well  sustain 
The  children  of  his  love : 
g  The  ground  on  which  their  safety  stands 
No  earthly  power  can  move. 
12  * 


138 PSALM  56. 

PSALM  56.  C.  M.   Wantage,  [b] 

God's  Care  of  his  People,  in  ansioer  to  Prayer. 

e  1   (~\  THOU,  whose  justice  reigns  on  high, 
v^J   And  makes  the  oppressor  cease, 
Behold  how  envious  sinners  try 
To  vex  and  break  my  peace. 

2  [The  sons  of  violence  and  lies 
Join  to  devour  me,  Lord  ; 

But  as  my  hourly  dangers  rise, 
My  refuge  is  thy  word.] 

3  In  God  most  holy,  just,  and  true, 
I  have  repos'd  my  trust ; 

Nor  will  I  fear  what  flesh  can  do, 
The  offspring  of  the  dust. 

4  [They  wrest  my  words  to  mischief  still, 
Charge  me  with  unknown  faults  ; 

Mischief  doth  all  their  counsels  fill, 
And  malice  all  their  thoughts. 

5  Shall  they  escape  without  thy  frown  ? 
Must  their  devices  stand  ? 

O  cast  the  haughty  sinner  down, 
And  let  him  know  thy  hand.] 

PAUSE. 

— 6  God  counts  the  sorrows  of  his  saints, 
Their  groans  affect  his  ears  ; 
Thou  hast  a  book  for  my  complaints, 
A  vessel  for  my  tears. 

7  When  to  thy  throne  I  raise  my  cry, 
The  wicked  fear  and  flee  ; 

o  So  swift  is  prayer  to  reach  the  sky, 
So  near  is  God  to  me. 

8  [In  thee,  most  holy,  just  and  true, 
I  have  repos'd  my  trust ; 

Nor  will  I  fear  what  man  can  do, 
The  offspring  of  the  dust.] 
— 9  Thy  solemn  vows  are  on  me,  Lord  ; 
Thou  wilt  receive  my  praise  : 
I'll  sing,  '  How  faithful  is  thy  word  ; 
*  How  righteous  all  thy  ways !' 
— 10  Thou  hast  secur'd  my  soul  from  death  ; 
e      Oh,  set  a  pris'ner  free  ! 


PSALM  57,  58. J39 

o  That  heart  and  hand,  and  life  and  breath, 
May  be  employ 'd  for  thee. 

PSALM  57.  L.  M.  Old  Hundred.  Blendon.  [*] 

Praise  for  Protection,  Grace  and  Truth. 

1  IVrY  God,  in  whom  are  all  the  springs 
i-T-JL  Of  boundless  love,  and  grace  unknown, 
e  Hide  me  beneath  thy  spreading  wings, 

'Till  the  dark  cloud  be  overblown. 
— 2  Up  to  the  heavens  1  send  my  cry ; 

The  Lord  will  my  desires  perform : 
o  He  sends  his  angels  from  the  sky, 

And  saves  me  from  the  threat'ning  storm. 
o  3  [Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God, 

Above  the  heavens  where  angels  dwell ; 

Thy  power  on  earth  be  known  abroad, 

And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell.] 

4  My  heart  is  fix'd ;  my  song  shall  raise 
— Immortal  honours  to  his  name  : 
o  Awake,  my  tongue,  to  sound  his  praise ; 

My  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame, 
g  5  High  o'er  the  earth  his  mercy  reigns, 

And  reaches  to  the  utmost  sky ; 

His  truth  to  endless  years  remains, 

When  lower  worlds  dissolve  and  die. 
s  6  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God, 

Above  the  heavens  where  angels  dwell ; 

Thy  power  on  earth  be  known  abroad, 

And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 

PSALM  58.  P.  M.  St.  Helen's.  [*] 

Warning  to  Magistrates. 

1  |"UDGES,  who  rule  the  world  by  laws, 
J    Will  ye  despise  the  righteous  cause, 
When  one  oppress'd  before  you  stands  ? 

Dare  ye  condemn  the  righteous  poor, 
And  let  rich  sinners  'scape  secure, 
While  gold  and  greatness  bribe  your  hands  ? 

2  Have  ye  forgot,  or  never  knew, 
That  God  will  judge  the  judges  too  ? 

g      High  in  the  heavens  his  justice  reigns : 
— Yet  you  invade  the  rights  of  God, 
And  send  your  bold  decrees  abroad, 
To  bind  the  conscience  in  your  chains. 


140  PSALM  60. 


e  3  [A  poison'd  arrow  is  your  tongue, 
The  arrow  sharp,  the  poison  strong ; 

And  death  attends  where'er  it  wounds  : 
You  hear  no  counsels,  cries  nor  tears ; 
So  the  deaf  adder  stops  her  ears 
Against  the  power  of  charming  sounds, 
d  4  Break  out  their  teeth,  eternal  God, 
Those  teeth  of  lions  dy'd  in  blood  ; 

And  crush  the  serpents  in  the  dust : 
As  empty  chaff,  when  whirlwinds  rise, 
Before  the  sweeping  tempest  flies, 
So  let  their  hopes  and  names  be  lost.] 
o  5  Th'  Almighty  thunders  from  the  sky ; 
— Their  grandeur  melts,  their  title's  die, 
As  hills  of  snow  dissolve  and  run  ; 
e  Or  snails  that  perish  in  their  slime, 
Or  births  that  come  before  their  time ; 
Vain  births  that  never  see  the  sun. 
o  6  Thus  shall  the  vengeance  of  the  Lord 

Safety  and  joy  to  saints  afford  ; 
—     And  all  who  hear  shall  join  and  say, 
d  '  Sure  there's  a  God  who  rules  on  high  ; 
'  A  God  who  hears  his  children  cry, 
'  And  will  their  suff'rings  well  repay.' 

PSALM  60.  C.  M.  Plymouth,  [b] 

V.  1 — 5,  10 — 12.     Humiliation  for  Disappointments  in  War. 

1  T    ORD,  hast  thou  cast  the  nation  oflP 
-Li  Must  we  for  ever  mourn  ? 

Wilt  thou  indulge  immortal  wrath  ? 
Shall  mercy  ne'er  return  ? 

2  The  terrour  of  one  frown  of  thine 
Melts  all  our  strength  away ; 

Like  men  that  totter,  drunk  with  wine, 

We  tremble  in  dismay, 
p  3  Our  nation  trembles  at  thy  stroke, 

And  dreads  thy  lifted  hand ! 
Oh,  heal  the  people  thou  hast  broke, 

And  save  the  sinking  land, 
o  4  Lift  up  thy  banner  in  the  field 

For  those  who  fear  thy  name ; 
o  Defend  thy  people  with  thy  shield, 

And  put  our  foes  to  shame. 


PSALM  61,  62. 141 

— 5  Go  with  our  armies  to  the  fight, 

Their  guardian  and  their  God  ; 
In  vain  confed'rate  powers  unite 

Against  thy  lifted  rod. 
o  6  Our  troops  shall  gain  a  wide  renown, 

By  thine  assisting  hand  : 
g  Tis  God  who  treads  the  mighty  down, 

And  makes  the  feeble  stand. 

PSALM  61.  S.  M.  Aylesbury,  [b*] 

Ver.  1 — 6.     Safety  in  God. 

p  1  Xl^HEN,  overwhelm'd  with  grief, 
▼  ▼     My  heart  within  me  dies ; 
Helpless,  and  far  from  all  relief, 
To  heaven  I  lift  mine  eyes. 
e  2      O  lead  me  to  the  Rock, 

That's  high  above  my  head ; 
And  make  the  covert  of  thy  wings 
My  shelter  and  my  shade. 
— 3      Within  thy  presence,  Lord, 
For  ever  I'll  abide  ; 
Thou  art  the  tower  of  my  defence, 
The  refuge  where  I  hide. 
o  4      Thou  givest  me  the  lot 

Of  those  that  fear  thy  name ; 
If  endless  life  be  their  reward, 
I  shall  possess  the  same. 

PSALM  62.  L.  M.  Bath.  [*] 

V.  5 — 12.     No  trust  in  the  Creatures  ;  but  in  God. 

1  1VTY  spirit  looks  to  God  alone ; 
J_TJL  My  rock  and  refuge  is  his  throne ; 

In  all  my  fears,  in  all  my  straits, 
My  soul  on  his  salvation  waits. 

2  Trust  him,  ye  saints,  in  all  your  ways ; 
Pour  out  your  hearts  before  his  face  : 

e  When  helpers  fail,  and  foes  invade. 

o  God  is  our  all-sufficient  aid. 

e  3  False  are  the  men  of  high  degree  ; 

The  baser  sort  are  vanity : 

Laid  in  the  balance,  both  appear 

Light  as  a  puff  of  empty  air. 


142  PSALM  63. 


— 4  Make  not  increasing  gold  your  trust, 
Nor  set  your  hearts  on  glitt'ring  dust ; 
Why  will  you  grasp  the  fleeting  smoke, 
And  not  believe  what  God  has  spoke  ? 

e  5  Once  has  his  awful  voice  declar'd — 
Once  and  again  my  ears  have  heard  : 

o  '  All  power  is  his  eternal  due  ; 

'  He  must  be  fear'd  and  trusted  too.' 

— 6  For  sovereign  power  reigns  not  alone  ; 
Grace  is  a  partner  of  the  throne  : 
Thy  grace  and  justice,  mighty  Lord, 
Shall  well  divide  our  last  reward. 

PSALM  63.  C.  M.  1st  Part.  Sunday.  Barby.  [*] 

V.  1,  2,  5,  3,  4.     The  Morning  of  the  Lord's  Day. 

o  1    1^1  ARLY,  my  God,  without  delay, 

X_J   I  haste  to  seek  thy  face  ; 
My  thirsty  spirit  faints  away, 

Without  thy  cheering  grace. 
e  2  So  pilgrims,  on  the  scorching  sand, 

Beneath  a  burning  sky, 
Long  for  a  cooling  stream  at  hand  ; 

And  they  must  drink  or  die. 
g  3  Pve  seen  thy  glory  and  thy  power 

Through  all  thy  temple  shine  ; 
o  My  God,  repeat  that  heavenly  hour, 

That  vision  so  divine. 
— 4  Not  all  the  blessings  of  a  feast 

Can  please  my  soul  so  well, 
As  when  thy  richer  grace  I  taste, 

And  in  thy  presence  dwell. 
o  5  Not  life  itself,  with  all  its  joys, 

Can  my  best  passions  move, 
Or  raise  so  high  my  cheerful  voice, 

As  thy  forgiving  love, 
s  6  Thus,  'till  my  last  expiring  day, 

I'll  bless  my  God  and  King ; 
— Thus  will  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray, 
o      And  tune  my  lips  to  sing. 

C.  M.  2nd  Part.  Colchester.  [*] 

Ver.  1  ^10.     Midnight  Thoughts  recollected. 

e   1  [Tp  WAS  in  the  watches  of  the  night, 
JL    I  thought  upon  thy  power  ; 


PSALM  63.  143 


1  kept  thy  lovely  face  in  sight, 
Amidst  the  darkest  hour. 

2  My  flesh  lay  resting  on  my  bed, 
My  soul  arose  on  high  ; 

d  c  My  God,  my  life,  my  hope,  I  said, 

'Bring  thy  salvation  nigh.' 
— 3  My  spirit  labours  up  thy  hill, 

And  climbs  the  heavenly  road ; 
o  But  thy  right  hand  upholds  me  still, 

While  I  pursue  my  God. 

4  Thy  mercy  stretches  o'er  my  head 
The  shadow  of  thy  wings ; 

o  My  heart  rejoices  in  thine  aid, 
My  tongue  awakes  and  sings. 

5  But  the  destroyers  of  my  peace 
Shall  fret  and  rage  in  vain ; 

The  tempter  shall  for  ever  cease, 
And  all  my  sins  be  slain, 
e  6  Thy  sword  shall  give  my  foes  to  death, 
And  send  them  down  to  dwell 
In  the  dark  caverns  of  the  earth, 
Or  to  the  depths  of  hell.] 

L.  M.  Moreton.  Shoel.  [*] 

Delight  in  God  and  his  Worship. 

e   1    /^  REAT  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim, 
—     \J  Thou  art  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  rest ; 

The  glories  that  compose  thy  name, 

Stand  all  engaged  to  make  me  blest. 

2  Thou  great  and  good,  thou  just  and  wise, 

Thou  art  my  Father  and  my  God  ; 

And  I  am  thine,  by  sacred  ties — 

Thy  son,  thy  servant,  bought  with  blood. 
e  3  With  heart  and  eyes,  and  lifted  hands, 

For  thee  I  long,  to  thee  I  look  ; 

As  travellers,  in  thirsty  lands, 

Pant  for  the  cooling  water  brook. 
o  4  With  early  feet  I  love  t'  appear 

Among  thy  saints,  and  seek  thy  face : 
—Oft  have  I  seen  thy  glory  there, 

And  felt  the  power  of  sovereign  grace. 
o  5  Not  fruits,  nor  wines,  that  tempt  our  taste. 

Nor  all  the  joys  our  senses  know, 


144  PSALM  63. 


Could  make  me  so  divinely  blest, 

Or  raise  my  cheerful  passions  so. 
e  6  [My  life  itself,  without  thy  love, 

No  taste  of  pleasure  could  afford; 

'Twould  but  a  tiresome  burden  prove, 

If  I  were  banish'd  from  the  Lord. 
— 7  Amidst  the  wakeful  hours  of  night, 

When  busy  cares  afflict  my  head, 
o  One  thought  of  thee  gives  new  delight, 

And  adds  refreshment  to  my  bed.] 
s  8  I'll  lift  my  hands,  I'll  raise  my  voice, 

While  I  have  breath  to  pray,  or  praise  ; 

This  work  shall  make  my  heart  rejoice, 

And  spend  the  remnant  of  my  days. 
S.  M.  Newton,  [*] 

Seeking  God. 

1  "]\/|"Y  God,  permit  my  tongue 

J-tJL  This  joy,  to  call  thee  mine  ; 
And  let  my  early  cries  prevail, 
To  taste  thy  love  divine, 
e  2      [My  thirsty,  fainting  soul 
Thy  mercy  does  implore  : 
Not  travellers,  in  desert  lands, 
Can  pant  for  water  more. 

3  Within  thy  churches,  Lord, 
I  long  to  find  my  place ; 

Thy  power  and  glory  to  behold, 
And  feel  thy  quick'ning  grace.] 

4  For  life,  without  thy  love, 
No  relish  can  afford  ; 

No  joy  can  be  com  par 'd  with  this, 

To  serve  and  please  the  Lord, 
o  5       To  thee  I'll  lift  my  hands, 

And  praise  thee  while  I  live ; 
Not  the  rich  dainties  of  a  feast 

Such  food  or  pleasure  give. 
e  6       In  wakeful  hours  of  night, 

I  call  my  God  to  mind ; 
I  think  how  wise  thy  counsels  are, 

And  all  thy  dealings  kind. 
7       Since  thou  hast  been  my  help, 

To  thee  my  spirit  flies ; 


PSALM  65.  145 


And  on  thy  watchful  providence 

My  cheerful  hope  relies. 
o  8      The  shadow  of  thy  wings 

My  soul  in  safety  keeps ; 
I  follow  where  my  Father  leads, 

And  he  supports  my  steps. 

PSALM  65.  L.M.  1st  Part.  Weldon.  Quercy.i*] 

V.  1 — 5.     Public  Prayer  and  Praise. 

1  rilHE  praise  of  Zion  waits  for  thee, 
J-  My  God ;  and  praise  becomes  thy  house : 

There  shall  thy  saints  thy  glory  see, 

And  there  perform  their  public  vows, 
p  2  O  thou,  whose  mercy  bends  the  skies, 

To  save  when  humble  sinners  pray, 
o  All  lands  to  thee  shall  lift  their  eyes, 

And  grateful  isles  of  every  sea. 
e  3  [Against  my  will  my  sins  prevail, 
— But  grace  shall  purge  away  their  stain  ; 

The  blood  of  Christ  will  never  fail 

To  wash  my  garments  white  again, 
o  4  Blest  is  the  man  whom  thou  shalt  choose, 

And  give  him  kind  access  to  thee  ; 

Give  him  a  place  within  thy  house, 

To  taste  thy  love  divinely  free.] 

PAUSE. 

o  5  Let  Babel  fear  when  Zion  prays : 

Babel,  prepare  for  long  distress, 

When  Zion's  God  himself  arrays 

In  terrour,  and  in  righteousness, 
g  6  With  dreadful  glory  God  fulfils 

What  his  afflicted  saints  request ; 

And  with  almighty  wrath  reveals 

His  love,,  to  give  his  churches  rest. 
s  7  Then  shall  the  flocking  nations  run 

To  Zion's  hill,  and  own  their  Lord ; 

The  rising  and  the  setting  sun 

Shall  see  the  Saviour's  name  ador'd. 
L.  M.  2nd  Part.  Nantwich.  Truro.  [*] 

V.  5 — 13.     Divine  Providence  and  Grace. 

1  [rilHE  God  of  our  salvation  hears 

J-    The  groans  of  Zion  mix'd  with  tears ; 
13 


146  PSALM  65. 


Yet,  when  he  comes  with  kind  designs, 
Through  all  the  way  his  terrour  shines.] 

2  On  God  the  race  of  man  depends, 
Far  as  the  earth's  remotest  ends ; 
Where  the  Creator's  name  is  known 
By  nature's  feeble  light  alone. 

3  Sailors,  who  travel  o'er  the  flood, 
Address  their  frighted  souls  to  God ; 
When  tempests  rage  and  billows  roar, 
At  dreadful  distance  from  the  shore. 

4  He  bids  the  noisy  tempest  cease  ; 
He  calms  the  raging  crowd  to  peace, 
When  a  tumultuous  nation  raves, 
Wild  as  the  winds,  and  loud  as  waves. 

5  [Whole  kingdoms,  shaken  by  the  storm, 
He  settles  in  a  peaceful  form ; 
Mountains,  establish'd  by  his  hand, 
Firm  on  their  old  foundations  stand. 

d  6  Behold  his  ensign  sweep  the  sky  ; 
New  comets  blaze,  and  lightnings  fly : 
The  heathen  lands,  with  swift  surprise, 
From  the  bright  horrours  turn  their  eyes. 

— 7  At  his  command,  the  morning  ray 
Smiles  in  the  east,  and  leads  the  day, 
He  guides  the  sun's  declining  wheels 
Over  the  tops  of  western  hills.] 

8  Seasons  and  times  obey  his  voice ; 
The  evening  and  the  morn  rejoice, 

To  see  the  earth  made  soft  with  showers, 
Laden  with  fruit,  and  dress'd  in  flowers. 

9  ['Tis  from  his  wat'ry  stores  on  high, 
He  gives  the  thirsty  ground  supply: 
He  walks  upon  the  clouds,  and  thence 
Doth  his  enriching  drops  dispense.] 

10  The  desert  grows  a  fruitful  field, 
Abundant  food  the  valleys  yield  ; 
The  valleys  shout  with  cheerful  voice, 
And  neighb'ring  hills  repeat  their  joys. 

1 1  [The  pastures  smile  in  green  array, 
There  lambs  and  larger  cattle  play ; 
The  larger  cattle  and  the  lamb, 

Each  in  his  language  speaks  thy  name.] 


PSALM  65.  147 


12  Thy  works  pronounce  thy  power  divine  ; 
O'er  every  field  thy  glories  shine : 
Through  every  month  thy  gifts  appear ; 
Great  God,  thy  goodness  crowns  the  year ! 
C.  M.  1st  Part.  Colchester.  Mear.  [*] 

Prayer  heard,  and  the  Gentiles  called. 

1  TJ RAISE  waits  in  Zion,  Lord,  for  thee  ; 

-EL     There  shall  our  vows  be  paid  : 
Thou  hast  an  ear  when  sinners  pray ; 
All  flesh  shall  seek  thine  aid. 
e  2  Lord,  our  iniquities  prevail, 

—  But  pard'ning  grace  is  thine  ; 

o  And  thou  wilt  grant  us  power  and  skill 

To  conquer  every  sin. 
— 3  Blest  are  the  men  whom  thou  wilt  choose, 
To  bring  them  near  thy  face ; 
Give  them  a  dwelling  in  thine  house, 
To  feast  upon  thy  grace, 
e  4  In  answ'ring  what  thy  church  requests, 
Thy  truth  and  terrour  shine ; 
And  works  of  dreadful  righteousness 

—  Fulfil  thy  kind  design. 

5  Thus  will  the  wond'ring  nations  see 

The  Lord  is  good  and  just ; 
o  And  distant  islands  fly  to  thee, 

And  make  thy  name  their  trust, 
g  6  They  dread  thy  glitt'ring  tokens,  Lord, 

When  signs  in  heaven  appear ; 
o  But  they  shall  learn  thy  holy  word, 

And  love  as  well  as  fear. 

CM.  2nd  Part.  Bedford.  Arundel  [*] 

Providence  in  Air,  Earth,  and  Sea. 

1  '  np  I S  by  thy  strength  the  mountains  stand, 

JL    God  of  eternal  power ; 
The  sea  grows  calm  at  thy  command, 
And  tempests  cease  to  roar. 
o  2  Thy  morning  light  and  ev'ning  shade 
Successive  comforts  bring ; 
Thy  plenteous  fruits  make  harvest  glad, 
Thy  flowers  adorn  the  spring. 
—3  Seasons  and  times,  and  moons  and  hours, 
Heaven,  earth,  and  air  are  thine : 


148  PSALM  65,  66. 


When  clouds  distil  in  fruitful  showers, 
The  Author  is  Divine. 

4  Those  wand'ring  cisterns  in  the  sky, 
Borne  by  the  winds  around, 

With  wat'ry  treasures  well  supply 
The  furrows  of  the  ground. 

5  The  thirsty  ridges  drink  their  fill, 
And  ranks  of  corn  appear  ; 

Thy  ways  abound  with  blessings  still ; 
Thy  goodness  crowns  the  year. 
C.  M.  3rd  Part.  York.  [*] 

A  Psalm,  for  the  Husbandman. 

1  [f^  OOD  is  the  Lord,  the  heav'nly  King, 

VX  Who  makes  the  earth  his  care  ; 
Visits  the  pastures  ev'ry  spring, 
And  bids  the  grass  appear. 

2  The  clouds,  like  rivers  rais'd  on  high, 
Pour  out,  at  his  command, 

Their  wat'ry  blessings  from  the  sky, 
To  cheer  the  thirsty  land. 

3  The  soften'd  ridges  of  the  field 
Permit  the  corn  to  spring ; 

The  valleys  rich  provision  yield, 
And  the  poor  lab'rers  sing. 

4  The  little  hills  on  every  side 
Rejoice  at  falling  showers ; 

The  meadows,  dress'd  in  all  their  pride, 
Perfume  the  air  with  flowers. 

5  The  barren  clods,  refresh'd  with  rain, 
Promise  a  joyful  crop  ; 

The  parched  grounds  look  green  again, 
And  raise  the  reaper's  hope. 

6  The  various  months  thy  goodness  crowns ; 
How  bounteous  are  thy  ways ! 

The  bleating  flocks  spread  o'er  the  downs, 
And  shepherds  shout  thy  praise.] 

PSALM  66.  C.  M.  1st  Part.  Devizes.  [*] 

Governing  God :  or,  our  Grace  tried. 

1   CJING,  all  ye  nations,  to  the  Lord, 


Sing  with  a  joyful  noise  ; 
With  melody  of  sounds  record 
His  honours  and  your  joys. 


PSALM  66.  149 


— 2  Say  to  the  Power  that  shakes  the  sky, 
e       '  How  terrible  art  thou ! 

c  Sinners  before  thy  presence  fly, 

'  Or  at  thy  feet  they  bow.' 
3  [Come,  see  the  wonders  of  our  God ; 

How  glorious  are  his  ways  ! 
In  Moses'  hand  he  puts  his  rod, 
And  cleaves  the  frighted  seas. 
— 4  He  made  the  ebbing  channel  dry, 

While  Israel  pass'd  the  flood ; 
o  There  did  the  church  begin  their  joy, 

And  triumph  in  their  God.] 
g  5  He  rules  by  his  resistless  might : 
a      Will  rebel  mortals  dare, 

Provoke  th'  Eternal  to  the  fight, 
And  tempt  that  dreadful  war  ! 
o  6  O  bless  our  God,  and  never  cease ; 
Ye  saints,  fulfil  his  praise : 
He  keeps  our  life,  maintains  our  peace, 
And  guides  our  doubtful  ways. 

— 7  Lord,  thou  hast  prov'd  our  suff 'ring  souls, 
To  make  our  graces  shine ; 
So  silver  bears  the  burning  coals, 
The  metal  to  refine, 
g  8  Through  wat'ry  deeps  and  fiery  ways, 
We  march  at  thy  command, 
Led  to  possess  the  promis'd  place, 
By  thine  unerring  hand. 

C.  M.  2nd  Part.  Barby.  [*] 

V.  13 — 20.     Praise  to  God  for  hearing  Prayer. 

1  IVTOW  shall  my  solemn  vows  be  paid 
-L^l    To  that  almighty  Power, 

Who  heard  the  long  requests  I  made, 
In  my  distressful  hour. 

2  My  lips  and  cheerful  heart  prepare 
To  make  his  mercies  known ; 

Come  ye,  who  fear  my  God,  and  hear 
The  wonders  he  has  done, 
p  3  When  on  my  head  huge  sorrows  fell, 

1  sought  his  heavenly  aid ; 
o  He  sav'd  my  sinking  soul  from  hell, 
And  death's  eternal  sl»'\de. 
13* 


150  PSALM  67,  68. 


e  4  If  sin  lay  cover'd  in  my  heart, 

While  prayer  employ'd  my  tongue, 
The  Lord  had  shown  me  no  regard, 

Nor  I  his  praises  sung. 
o  5  But  God,  (his  name  be  ever  blest !) 

Has  set  my  spirit  free  ; 
— Nor  turn'd  from  him  my  poor  request, 

Nor  turn'd  his  heart  from  me. 


s 


PSALM  67.  C.  M.  Bedford.  [*] 

Prosperity,  Temporal  and  Spiritual. 

HINE  on  our  land,  Jehovah,  shine, 
With  beams  of  heavenly  grace  ; 
o  Reveal  thy  power  through  all  our  coasts, 

And  shew  thy  smiling  face. 
— 2  [Amidst  our  States,  exalted  high, 
Do  thou,  our  glory,  stand ; 
And,  like  a  wall  of  guardian  fire, 
Surround  the  fav'rite  land.] 
e  3  When  shall  thy  name,  from  shore  to  shore, 
Sound  all  the  earth  abroad  ? 
And  distant  nations  know,  and  love 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God  ? 
o  4  Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  distant  lands, 
o      Sing  loud  with  solemn  voice ; 
s  Let  ev'ry  tongue  exalt  his  praise, 

And  ev'ry  heart  rejoice, 
g  5  He  the  great  Lord,  the  sovereign  Judge, 
Who  sits  enthron'd  above, 
Wisely  commands  the  worlds  he  made, 
In  justice  and  in  love. 
— 6  Earth  shall  obey  her  Maker's  will, 
And  yield  a  full  increase  ; 
Our  God  will  crown  his  chosen  land, 
With  fruitfulness  and  peace, 
o  7  God,  the  Redeemer,  scatters  round 

His  choicest  favours  here  ! 
g  While  the  Creation's  utmost  bound 
Shall  see,  adore,  and  fear. 

PSALM  68.  L.  M.  1st  Part.  Bhmdon.  Truro.  [*] 

V.  1 — G,  32 — 35.     The  lr<  ngcance  and  Compassion  of  God. 

1   "       ET  God  arise  in  all  his  might, 
JLi  And  put  the  troops  of  hell  to  flight ; 


PSALM  68.  151 


As  smoke  that  sought  to  cloud  the  skies, 

Before  the  rising  tempest  flies. 
e  2  [He  comes,  array'd  in  burning  flames ; 

Justice  and  vengeance  are  his  names  : 
e  Behold  his  fainting  foes  expire, 

Like  melting  wax  before  the  fire.] 
g  3  He  rides  and  thunders  through  the  sky ; 

His  name,  JEHOVAH,  sounds  on  high : 
s  Sing  to  his  name,  ye  sons  of  grace, 

Ye  saints,  rejoice  before  his  face. 
e  4  The  widow  and  the  fatherless 

Fly  to  his  aid  in  sharp  distress  ; 

In  him  the  poor  and  helpless  find 

A  judge  most  just,  a  father  kind. 
—5  He  breaks  the  captive's  heavy  chain, 

And  pris'ners  see  the  light  again ; 
e  But  rebels,  who  dispute  his  will, 

Shall  dwell  in  chains  and  darkness  still. 

PAUSE. 

— 6  [Kingdoms  and  thrones  to  God  belong ; 
o  Crown  him,  ye  nations,  in  your  song ; 

His  wondrous  names  and  powers  rehearse ; 

His  honours  shall  enrich  your  verse.] 
g  7  He  shakes  the  heavens  with  loud  alarms ,' 

How  terrible  is  God  in  arms ! 
— In  Israel  are  his  mercies  known ; 

Israel  is  his  peculiar  throne. 
o  8  Proclaim  him  King,  pronounce  him  blest ; 

He's  your  defence,  your  joy,  your  rest : 
g  When  terrours  rise,  and  nations  faint, 

God  is  the  strength  of  ev'ry  saint.] 

L.  M.  2nd  Part.  Brentford  Green's.  [*] 

V.  17,  18.     Christ's  Ascension,  and  Gift  of  the  Spirit. 

1  ORD,  when  thou  didst  ascend  on  high, 

-Ld   Ten  thousand  angels  fill'd  the  sky ; 
Those  heavenly  guards  around  thee  wait, 
Like  chariots  that  attend  thy  state, 
g  2  Not  Sinai's  mountain  could  appear 
More  glorious,  when  the  Lord  was  there ; 
While  he  pronounc'd  his  dreadful  law, 
And  struck  the  chosen  tribes  with  awe 


152 PSALM  68,  69. 

o  3  How  bright  the  triumph  none  can  tell, 
When  the  rebellious  powers  of  hell, 
That  thousand  souls  had  captives  made, 
Were  all  in  chains — like  captives — led. 

s  4  Rais'd  by  his  Father  to  the  throne, 
He  sent  the  promised  Spirit  down, 
With  gifts  and  grace  for  rebel  men, 

g  That  God  might  dwell  on  earth  again. 

L.  M.  3rd  Part.   Weldon,  Leeds,  [b] 

V.  19,  9,  20,  21,  22.     Common  and  Spiritual  Mercies. 

1  W^E  bless  the  Lord,  the  just  and  good, 

▼  T    AVho  fills  our  hearts  with  joy  and  food ; 
Who  pours  his  blessings  from  the  skies, 
And  loads  our  days  with  rich  supplies. 

2  He  sends  the  sun  his  circuit  round, 
To  cheer  the  fruits,  to  warm  the  ground ; 
He  bids  the  clouds,  with  plenteous  rain, 
Refresh  the  thirsty  earth  again. 

3  'Tis  to  his  care  we  owe  our  breath, 
And  all  our  near  escapes  from  death : 
Safety  and  health  to  God  belong  ; 

He  helps  the  weak,  and  guards  the  strong. 

4  He  makes  the  saint  and  sinner  prove 
The  common  blessings  of  his  love  : 

e  But  the  wide  difference  that  remains, 

a  Is  endless  joys  and  endless  pains. 

[5  The  Lord,  that  bruis'd  the  serpent's  head, 
On  all  the  serpent's  seed  shall  tread  ; 
The  stubborn  sinner's  hope  confound, 
And  smite  him  with  a  lasting  wound.] 

o  6  His  own  right  hand  his  saints  will  raise, 
From  the  deep  earth,  or  deeper  seas, 
And  bring  them  to  his  courts  above, 
There  to  enjoy  his  perfect  love. 

PSALM  69.  1st  Part.  C.  M.  Tunbridge.  [b] 

V.  1 — 14.      The  sufferings  of  Christ  for  our  salvation. 

I  ['  CJ  AVE  me,  O  God  ;  the  swelling  floods 

£5   '  Break  in  upon  my  soul  : 

I I  sink,  and  sorrows  o'er  my  head, 
1  Like  mighty  waters  roll. 


PSALM  69.  153 


2  '  I  cry  till  all  my  voice  be  gone  ; 
'  In  tears  I  waste  the  day : 

'  My  God,  behold  my  longing  eyes, 
1  And  shorten  thy  delay. 

3  '  They  hate  my  soul  without  a  cause, 
'  And  still  their  number  grows, 

1  More  than  the  hairs  around  my  head ; 
*  And  mighty  are  my  foes. 

4  '  'Twas  then  I  paid  that  dreadful  debt, 
1  That  men  could  never  pay ; 

i  And  gave  those  honours  to  thy  law, 
4  Which  sinners  took  away.' 

5  Thus,  in  the  great  Messiah's  name, 
The  royal  prophet  mourns ; 

Thus  he  awakes  our  hearts  to  grief, 
And  gives  us  joy  by  turns. 

6  '  Now  shall  the  saints  rejoice,  and  find 
6  Salvation  in  my  name ; 

'  For  I  have  borne  their  heavy  load 

I  Of  sorrow,  pain,  and  shame. 

7  '  Grief,  like  a  garment,  cloth'd  me  round, 
'And  sackcloth  was  my  dress, 

;  While  I  procur'd  for  naked  souls 
'  A  robe  of  righteousness. 

8  '  Amongst  my  brethren  and  the  Jews, 

I I  like  a  stranger  stood, 

'  And  bore  their  vile  reproach,  to  bring 
1  The  Gentiles  near  to  God. 

9  '  I  came,  in  sinful  mortals'  stead, 
'  To  do  my  Father's  will ; 

'  Yet,  when  I  cleans'd  my  Father's  house, 
1  They  scandaliz'd  my  zeal. 

10  '  My  fastings  and  my  holy  groans 
1  Were  made  the  drunkard's  song  ; 

'But  God,  from  his  celestial  throne, 
4  Heard  my  complaining  tongue. 

1 1  '  He  sav'd  me  from  the  dreadful  deep, 
1  Nor  let  my  soul  be  drown'd ; 

*  He  rais'd  and  iix'd  my  sinking  feet 
1  On  well  establish'd  ground. 

12  '  'Twas  in  a  most  accepted  hour, 
1  My  prayer  arose  on  high ; 


154  PSALM  G9. 


'And,  for  my  sake,  my  God  will  hear 
i  The  dying  sinner's  cry.3 

C.  M.  2nd  Part.  Plymouth,  [b] 

V.  14—21,  26,  29,  32.     The  Pussion  and  Exaltatioji  of  Christ. 

1  [IVrOW  let  our  lips,  with  holy  fear 

-1  i    And  mournful  pleasure,  sing 
The  sufferings  of  our  great  High  Priest, 
The  sorrows  of  our  King. 

2  He  sinks  in  floods  of  deep  distress; 
How  high  the  waters  rise ! 

While  to  his  heavenly  Father's  ear 
He  sends  perpetual  cries. 

S  4  Hear  me,  O  Lord,  and  save  thy  Son, 

1  Nor  hide  thy  shining  face  ; 
1  Why  should  thy  fav'rite  look  like  one, 

1  Forsaken  of  thy  grace  ? 

4  c  With  rage  they  persecute  the  man, 
1  Who  groans  beneath  thy  wound ; 

1  While  for  a  sacrifice  I  pour 
1  My  life  upon  the  ground. 

5  '  They  tread  my  honour  to  the  dust, 
1  And  laugh  when  I  complain ; 

1  Their  sharp,  insulting  slanders  add 
1  Fresh  anguish  to  my  pain. 

6  *  All  my  reproach  is  known  to  thee, 
4  The  scandal  and  the  shame  ; 

1  Reproach  has  broke  my  bleeding  heart, 
4  And  lies  defil'd  my  name. 

7  4  I  look'd  for  pity,  but  in  vain  : 
4  My  kindred  are  my  grief  : 

4 1  ask  my  friends  for  comfort  round, 
4  But  meet  with  no  relief. 

8  '  With  vinegar  they  mock  my  thirst ; 
*  They  give  me  gall  for  food  : 

*  And,  sporting  with  my  dying  groans, 
4  They  triumph  in  my  blood. 

9  '  Shine  into  my  distressed  soul ; 
4  Let  thy  compassion  save  ; 

'  And  though  my  flesh  sink  down  to  death, 
4  Redeem  it  from  the  grave. 


PSALM  69.  155 


10  '  I  shall  arise  to  praise  thy  name, 
1  Shall  reign  in  worlds  unknown ; 
'And  thy  salvation,  O  my  God, 
1  Shall  seat  me  on  thy  throne.5] 

C.  M.  3rd  Part.  Bethlehem.  St.  Asaph?  s.  [*] 

Christ's  Obedience  and  Death. 

1    LEATHER,  I  sing  thy  wondrous  grace, 

JO     I  bless  my  Saviour's  name ; 
He  bought  salvation  for  the  poor, 
And  bore  the  sinner's  shame. 
o  2  His  deep  distress  has  rais'd  us  high : 
His  duty  and  his  zeal 
Fulfill'd  the  law  which  mortals  broke, 
And  finish'd  all  thy  will. 
— 3  His  dying  groans,  his  living  songs, 
Shall  better  please  my  God, 
Than  harp's  or  trumpet's  solemn  sound ; 
Than  goat's  or  bullock's  blood. 
o  4  This  shall  his  humble  foll'wers  see, 

And  set  their  hearts  at  rest ; 
— They,  by  his  death  draw  near  to  thee, 

And  live  for  ever  blest, 
s  5  Let  heaven,  and  all  that  dwell  on  high, 
To  God  their  voices  raise  ; 
While  lands  and  seas  assist  the  sky, 
And  join  t'  advance  his  praise. 
$  6  Zion  is  thine,  most  holy  God ; 
Thy  Son  shall  bless  her  gates : 
And  glory,  purchas'd  by  his  blood, 
For  thine  own  Israel  waits. 

L.  M.  1st  Part.  Dresden.  Armley.  [b] 

Christ's  Passion,  and  Sinners'  Salvation. 

e  1  TXEEP  in  our  hearts,  let  us  record 

■mJ  The  deeper  sorrows  of  our  Lord  ; 
a  Behold  the  rising  billows  roll, 

To  overwhelm  his  holy  soul. 
e  2  In  long  complaints  he  spends  his  breath, 
— While  hosts  of  hell,  and  powers  of  death, 

And  all  the  sons  of  malice,  join, 

To  execute  their  curst  design. 


156  PSALM  G9. 


o  3  Yet,  gracious  God,  thy  power  and  love 

Have  made  the  curse  a  blessing  prove  ; 
— Those  dreadful  suff 'rings  of  thy  Son 

Aton'd  for  sins  that  we  had  done. 

4  The  pangs  of  our  expiring  Lord 

The  honours  of  thy  law  restor'd ; 

His  sorrows  made  thy  justice  known, 

And  paid  for  follies  not  his  own. 
p  5  Oh,  for  his  sake,  our  guilt  forgive, 

And  let  the  mourning  sinner  live ! 
o  The  Lord  will  hear  us  in  his  name, 

Nor  shall  our  hope  be  turn'd  to  shame. 
L.  M.  2nd  Part.  Geneva.  Carthage,  [b] 

Ver.  7,  &c.     Christ's  Sufferings  and  Zeal. 

1  TT1WAS  for  our  sake,  eternal  God, 

J-    Thy  Son  sustain'd  that  heavy  load 
Of  base  reproach  and  sore  disgrace, 
And  shame  defil'd  his  sacred  face. 
[2  The  Jews,  his  brethren  and  his  kin, 
Abus'd  the  man  that  check'd  their  sin  : 
While  he  fulfill'd  thy  holy  laws, 
They  hated  him,  but  without  cause. 

3  '  My  Father's  house,'  said  he,  '  was  made 
'  A  place  for  worship,  not  for  trade ;' 
Then,  scattering  all  their  gold  and  brass, 
He  scourg'd  the  merchants  from  the  place.] 

4  Zeal  for  the  temple  of  his  God 
Consum'd  his  life,  expos'd  his  blood ; 
Reproaches  at  thy  glory  thrown 

He  felt,  and  mourn'd  them  as  his  own. 

e  5  His  friends  forsook,  his  followers  fled, 
While  foes  and  arms  surround  his  head  ; 
They  curse  him  with  a  sland'rous  tongue, 
And  the  false  judge  maintains  the  wrong. 
6  His  life  they  load  with  hateful  lies, 
And  charge  his  lips  with  blasphemies : 

a  They  nail  him  to  the  shameful  tree ; — 

p  There  hung  the  man  who  died  for  me ! 

e  7  [Wretches,  with  hearts  as  hard  as  stones, 
Insult  his  piety  and  groans  : 
Gall  was  the  food  they  gave  him  there, 
And  mock'd  his  thirst  with  vinegar.l 


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157 


— 8  But  God  beholds ;  and,  from  his  throne 
Marks  out  the  men  who  hate  his  Son : 

o  The  hand  that  rais'd  him  from  the  dead, 
Will  pour  forth  vengeance  on  their  head. 

PSALM  71.  CM.  1st  Part.  York.  [*] 

V.  5 — 0.     The  aged  Saint's  Reflections  and  Hope. 

1  1VTY  God,  my  everlasting  hope, 
i-TjL  I  live  upon  thy  truth  ; 

Thine  hands  have  held  my  childhood  up, 
And  strengthened  all  my  youth. 

2  My  flesh  was  fashion 'd  by  thy  power, 
With  all  these  limbs  of  mine  ; 

And  from  my  mother's  painful  hour, 
I've  been  entirely  thine. 

3  Still  has  my  life  new  wonders  seen 
Repeated  ev'ry  year ; 

Behold  my  days  that  yet  remain, 
I  trust  them  to  thy  care. 

p  4  Cast  me  not  off  when  strength  declines, 

When  hoary  hairs  arise ; 
— And  round  me  let  thy  glories  shine, 

Whene'er  thy  servant  dies, 
o  5  Then,  in  the  hist'ry  of  my  age, 
When  men  review  my  days, 
They'll  read  thy  love  in  ev'ry  page, 
In  ev'ry  line — thy  praise. 
C.  M.  2nd  Part.  Barby.  Sunday.  [*] 

V.  15,  14,  16,  23,  22.  24.      Christ  ov.r  Strength  and  Righteousness. 

1  1V|~Y  Saviour,  my  Almighty  Friend, 
J_TJL  When  I  begin  thy  praise, 

(   Where  will  the  growing  numbers  end, 
The  numbers  of  thy  grace  ? 

2  Thou  art  my  everlasting  trust ; 
Thy  goodness  I  adore  ; 

And  since  I  knew  thy  graces  first, 
I  speak  thy  glories  more, 
o  3  My  feet  shall  travel  all  the  length 
Of  the  celestial  road  ; 
And  march  with  courage  in  thy  strength, 
To  see  my  Father  God. 
p  4  When  I  am  fill'd  wTith  sore  distress 
For  some  surprising  sin, 
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158  PSALM  71 


— I'll  plead  thy  perfect  righteousness; 

And  mention  none  but  thine. 
o  5  How  will  my  lips  rejoice  to  tell 

The  vict'ries  of  my  King ! 
My  soul,  redeem'd  from  sin  and  hell, 

Shall  thy  salvation  sing. 

6  [My  tongue  shall  all  the  day  proclaim 
My  Saviour  and  my  God ; 

His  death  has  brought  my  foes  to  shame, 
And  drown'd  them  in  his  blood. 

7  Awake,  awake,  my  tuneful  powers ; 
With  this  delightful  song 

I'll  entertain  the  darkest  hours, 
Nor  think  the  season  long.] 

C.  M.  3rd  Part.  Hymn  2d.  Canterbury,  [b] 

V.  17 — 21.      The  aged  Christian's  Prayer  and  Song. 

1    /^  OD  of  my  childhood,  and  my  youth, 

VU~  The  guide  of  all  my  days, 
I  have  declar'd  thy  heavenly  truth, 

And  told  thy  wondrous  ways, 
p  2  Wilt  thou  forsake  my  hoary  hairs, 

And  leave  my  fainting  heart* 
Who  shall  sustain  my  sinking  years, 

If  God,  my  strength,  depart  ? 

3  Let  me  thy  power  and  truth  proclaim 
To  the  surviving  age, 

And  leave  the  savour  of  thy  name, 
When  I  shall  quit  the  stage. 

4  The  land  of  silence  and  of  death 
Attends  my  next  remove  : 

— O  may  these  poor  remains  of  breath 
Teach  the  wide1  world  thy  love ! 

PAI  B 

[5  Thy  righteousness  is  deep  and  high, 

Unsearchable  thy  deeds  : 
Thy  glory  spreads  beyond  the  sky, 

And  all  my  praise  exceeds. 
6  Oft  have  I  heard  thy  threat'nings  roar, 

And  oft  endur'd  the  grief; 
But  when  thy  hand  has  press'd  me  sore, 

Thy  grace  was  my  relief.] 


PSALM  72.  159 


7  By  long  experience  have  I  known 

Thy  sovereign  power  to  save ; 
At  thy  command  1  venture  down, 
Securely,  to  the  grave. 
e  8  When  I  lie  buried  deep  in  dust, 
—    My  flesh  shall  be  thy  care  ; 
e  These  with'ring  limbs  with  thee  I  trust, 
o      To  raise  them  strong  and  fair. 

PSALM  72.  L.  M.  1st  Part.  Oporto.  Nantwich.  [*] 

The  Kingdom  of  Christ. 

1  f^  RE  AT  God,  whose  universal  sway 
vJ  The  known  and  unknown  worlds  obey, 

Now  give  the  kingdom  to  thy  Son ; 
Extend  his  power,  exalt  his  throne. 

2  Thy  sceptre  well  becomes  his  hands ; 
All  heaven  submits  to  his  commands ; 
His  justice  will  avenge  the  poor, 

And  pride  and  rage  prevail  no  more. 
o  3  With  power  he  vindicates  the  just, 

And  treads  th'  oppressor  in  the  dust ; 
e  His  worship  and  his  fear  shall  last, 

'Till  hours,  and  years,  and  time  be  past, 
b  4  As  rain  on  meadows  newly  mown, 

So  shall  he  send  his  influence  down ; 

His  grace  on  fainting  souls  distils, 

Like  heavenly  dew  on  thirsty  hills. 
—5  The  heathen  lands,  that  lie  beneath 

The  shades  of  overspreading  death, 
o  Revive  at  his  first  dawning  light ; 

And  deserts  blossom  at  the  sight. 
o  6  The  saints  shall  flourish  in  his  days, 

Dress'd  in  the  robes  of  joy  and  praise ; 
g  Peace,  like  a  river,  from  his  throne 

Shall  flow  to  nations  yet  unknown. 
L.  M.  2nd  Part.  Sheffield.  Leeds.  [*] 

Christ's  Kingdom  among  the  Gentiles. 

1     j"ESUS  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
J    Does  his  successive  journeys  run ; 
His  kingdom  stretch  from  shore  to  shore, 
'Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 
o  2  (Behold  the  islands,  with  their  kings, 
And  Europe  her  best  tribute  brings ; 


160  PSALM  73. 


From  North  to  South  the  princes  meet, 
To  pay  their  homage  at  his  feet. 

g  3  There  Persia,  glorious  to  behold — 
There  India  shines  in  eastern  gold  ; 
And  barbarous  nations,  at  his  word, 
Submit,  and  bow,  and  own  their  Lord.) 

■ — 4  For  him  shall  endless  prayer  be  made, 
And  praises  throng  to  crown  his  head ; 
His  name,  like  sweet  perfume,  shall  rise 
With  ev'ry  morning  sacrifice. 

b  5  People  and  realms,  of  every  tongue, 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  sweetest  song ; 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  name. 

o  6  Blessings  abound  where'er  he  reigns ; 
The  pris'ner  leaps  to  loose  his  chains ; 
The  weary  find  eternal  rest, 
And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  blest. 

— 7  (Where  he  displays  his  healing  power, 
Death  and  the  curse  are  known  no  more ; 
In  him  the  tribes  of  Adam  boast 
More  blessings  than  their  father  lost. 

g  8  Let  ev'ry  creature  rise — and  bring 
Peculiar  honours  to  their  King  : 
Angels  descend  with  songs  again, 
And  earth  repeat  the  long  AMEN.) 

PSALM  73.  C.  M.  1st  Part.  Bedford.  [*] 

Afflicted  Saints,  and  prosperous  Sinners. 

1  [1VTOW  I'm  convine'd  the  Lord  is  kind 

-L^l    To  men  of  hearts  sincere  ; 
Yet  once  my  foolish  thoughts  repin'd, 
And  border'd  on  despair. 

2  I  griev'd  to  see  the  wicked  thrive. 
And  spoke  with  angry  breath  : 

4  How  pleasant  and  profane  they  live  ! 
1  How  peaceful  is  their  death ! 

3  '  With  well-fed  flesh  and  haughty  eyes, 
'  They  lay  their  fears  to  sleep  : 

'  Against  the  heavens  their  slanders  rise, 
'  While  saints  in  silence  weep. 

4  '  In  vain  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray, 
4  And  cleanse  my  heart  in  vain, 


PSALM  73.  161 


1  For  I  am  chasten'd  all  the  day ; 
'  The  night  renews  my  pain.' 

5  Yet  while  my  tongue  indulg'd  complaints, 
I  felt  my  heart  reprove  ; 

1  Sure  I  shall  thus  offend  thy  saints, 
'And  grieve  the  men  I  love.' 

6  But  still  I  found  my  doubts  too  hard — 
The  conflict  too  severe ; 

Till  I  retir'd  to  search  thy  word, 
And  learn  thy  secrets  there. 

7  There,  as  in  some  prophetic  glass, 
I  saw  the  sinner's  feet, 

High  mounted  on  a  slipp'ry  place, 
Beside  a  fiery  pit. 

8  I  heard  the  wretch  profanely  boast, 
Till  at  thy  frown  he  fell : 

His  honours  in  a  dream  are  lost, 
And  he  awakes  in  hell. 

9  Lord,  what  an  envious  fool  I  was  ! 
How  like  a  thoughtless  beast ! 

Thus  to  suspect  thy  promis'd  grace, 
And  think  the  wicked  blest. 

10  Yet  I  was  kept  from  full  despair, 
Upheld  by  power  unknown  : 

That  blessed  hand  that  broke  the  snare, 
Shall  guide  me  to  thy  throne.] 
C.  M.  2nd  Part.  St.  Ann's.  [*] 

V.  23 — 28.     God  our  Portion,  here  and  hereafter. 

1  /^  OD,  my  Supporter,  and  my  Hope, 
vJ  My  Help  for  ever  near  ; 

Thine  arm  of  mercy  held  me  up, 
When  sinking  in  despair. 

2  Thy  counsels,  Lord,  shall  guide  my  feet 
Through  this  dark  wilderness ; 

Thine  hand  conduct  me  near  thy  seat, 
To  dwell  before  thy  face. 

3  Were  I  in  heaven  without  my  God, 
'T would  be  no  joy  to  me  ; 

And  whilst  this  earth  is  my  abode, 
I  long  for  none  but  thee. 

4  What  if  the  springs  of  life  were  broke, 
And  flesh  and  heart  should  faint  ? 


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162  PSALM  73. 


o  God  is  my  soul's  eternal  Rock, 

The  strength  of  ev'ry  saint, 
p  5  Behold,  the  sinners  who  remove 

Far  from  thy  presence — die  ; 
Not  all  the  idol  gods  they  love, 

Can  save  them  when  they  cry. 
— 6  But  to  draw  near  to  thee,  my  God, 

Shall  be  my  sweet  employ  ; 
o  My  tongue  shall  sound  thy  works  abroad, 
u      And  tell  the  world  my  joy.  Reading. 

L.  M.  Geneva.  Babylon,  [b] 

Ver.  22,  3,  6,  17 — 20.      The  Prosperity  of  Sinners  cursed. 

e  1  T    ORD,  what  a  thoughtless  wretch  was  I, 
-L^   To  mourn,  and  murmur,  and  repine, 
To  see  the  wicked,  plac'd  on  high, 
In  pride,  and  robes  of  honour,  shine  ! 

p  2  But,  oh,  their  end — their  dreadful  end  ! 
Thy  sanctuary  taught  me  so : 
On  slipp'ry  rocks  I  see  them  stand, 
And  fiery  billows  roll  below. 

d  3  Now  let  them  boast  how  tall  they  rise, 
— I'll  never  envy  them  again  ; 
d  There  they  may  stand,  with  haughty  eyes, 
a  'Till  they  plunge  deep  in  endless  pain. 
e  4  Their  fancy'd  joys,  how  fast  they  flee  ! 

Just  like  a  dream,  when  man  awakes : 

Their  songs  of  softest  harmony 

Are  but  a  preface  to  their  plagues. 
— 5  Now  I  esteem  their  mirth  and  wine 

Too  dear  to  purchase  with  my  blood ; 
o  Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine, 

My  life,  my  portion,  and  my  God. 
S.  M.  Aylesbury,  [b] 

The  Mystery  of  Providence  unfolded. 

1  CJURE  there's  a  righteous  God, 
k5  Nor  is  religion  vain  ; 

Though  men  of  vice  may  boast  aloud, 
And  men  of  grace  complain. 

2  I  saw  the  wicked  rise, 
And  felt  my  heart  repine  ; 

While  haughty  fools,  with  scornful  eyes. 
In  robes  of  honour  shine. 


PSALM  74.  163 


3  [Pamper'd  with  wanton  ease, 
Their  flesh  looks  full  and  fair ; 

Their  wealth  rolls  in,  like  flowing  seas, 
And  grows  without  their  care. 

4  Free  from  the  plagues  and  pains 
That  pious  souls  endure, 

Through  all  their  life  oppression  reigns, 
And  racks  the  humble  poor. 

5  Their  impious  tongues  blaspheme 
The  everlasting  God ; 

Their  malice  blasts  the  good  man's  name, 
And  spreads  their  lies  abroad. 

6  But  1,  with  flowing  tears, 
Indulg'd  my  doubts  to  rise  : 

'  Is  there  a  God  that  sees,  or  hears 
1  The  things  below  the  skies  ?'] 

7  The  tumults  of  my  thought 
Held  me  in  hard  suspense ; 

Till  to  thy  house  my  feet  were  brought, 
To  learn  thy  justice  thence. 

8  Thy  word,  with  light  and  power 
Did  my  mistakes  amend  ; 

I  view'd  the  sinners'  lives  before, 

But  here  I  learn'd  their  end. 
p  9       On  what  a  slipp'ry  steep 

The  thoughtless  wretches  go ! 
a  And,  oh,  that  dreadful,  fiery  deep 

That  waits  their  fall  below  ! 
e  10    Lord,  at  thy  feet  I  bow, 

My  thoughts  no  more  repine ; 
—1  call  my  God  my  portion  now  ; 

And  all  my  powers  are  thine. 

PSALM  74.  CM.  Wantage.  [*] 

The  Church,  in  Affliction,  pleading  with  God. 

1  "\7I7TLL  God  for  ever  cast  us  off? 
▼  ▼     His  wrath  for  ever  smoke — 
Against  the  people  of  his  love, 
His  little  chosen  flock  ? 
e  2  Think  of  the  tribes,  so  dearly  bought 
With  their  Redeemer's  blood  ; 
Nor  let  thy  Zion  be  forgot, 
Where  once  thy  glory  ftood. 


164  PSALM  74. 


o  3  Lift  up  thy  feet,  and  march  in  haste ; 

Aloud  our  ruin  calls  ; 
e  See  w  hat  a  wide,  and  fearful  waste 

Is  made  within  thy  walls. 

4  [Where  once  thy  churches  pray'd  and  sang, 
Thy  foes  profanely  roar : 

Over  thy  gates  their  ensigns  hang, 
Sad  tokens  of  their  power. 

5  How  are  the  seats  of  worship  broke  ! 
They  tear  thy  buildings  down ; 

And  he  who  deals  the  heaviest  stroke, 
Procures  the  chief  renown. 

6  With  flames  they  threaten  to  destroy 
Thy  children  in  their  nest ; 

*  Come,  let  us  burn  at  once,  they  cry, 
'  The  temple  and  the  priest.' 

7  And  still,  to  heighten  our  distress, 
Thy  presence  is  withdrawn ; 

Thy  wonted  signs  of  power  and  grace, 
Thy  power  and  grace  are  gone. 

8  No  prophet  speaks  to  calm  our  woes, 
But  all  the  seers  mourn ; 

There's  not  a  soul  amongst  us  knows 
The  time  of  thy  return.] 

PAUSE. 

p  9  How  long,  eternal  God,  how  long 

Shall  men  of  pride  blaspheme  ! 
Shall  saints  be  made  their  endless  song, 

And  bear  immortal  shame  ? 
10  [Canst  thou  for  ever  sit  and  hear 

Thy  holy  name  profan'd  ? 
And  still  thy  jealousy  forbear, 

And  still  withhold  thy  hand  ?] 

ell  What  strange  deliv'rance  hast  thou  shown, 

In  ages  long  before  ! 
— And  now,  no  other  God  we  own, 
No  other  God  adore. 
12  [Thou  didst  divide  the  raging  sea, 

By  thy  resistless  might, 
To  make  thy  tribes  a  wondrous  way  ; 
And  then  secure  their  flight. 


PSALM  75.  165 


13  Is  not  the  world  of  nature  thine — 
The  darkness  and  the  day  ? 

Didst  thou  not  bid  the  morning  shine, 
And  mark  the  sun  his  way? 

14  Hath  not  thy  power  form'd  ev'ry  coast, 
And  set  the  earth  its  bounds, 

With  summer's  heat,  and  winter's  frost, 
In  their  perpetual  rounds  ? 

1 5  And  shall  the  sons  of  earth  and  dust 
That  sacred  power  blaspheme  ? 

Will  not  that  hand  which  form'd  them  first, 
Avenge  thine  injur'd  name  ?] 

16  Think  on  the  covenant  thou  hast  made, 
And  all  thy  words  of  love  ; 

Nor  let  the  birds  of  prey  invade, 
And  vex  thy  mourning  dove. 

17  [Our  foes  would  triumph  in  our  blood, 
And  make  our  hope  their  jest : 

Plead  thine  own  cause,  almighty  God, 
And  give  thy  children  rest.] 

PSALM  75.  L.  M.  Blendon,  [*] 

Power  and  Government  from  God  alone. 

1  r  |iO  thee,  most  Holy  and  most  High, 

X    To  thee  we  bring  our  thankful  praise ; 
Thy  works  declare  thy  name  is  nigh — 
Thy  works  of  wonder  and  of  grace. 

2  ['  To  slav'ry  doom'd,  thy  chosen  sons 
'  Beheld  their  foes  triumphant  rise  ; 

'  And,  sore  oppress'd  by  earthly  thrones, 
c  They  sought  the  Sovereign  of  the  skies. 

3  '  'Twas  then,  great  God,  with  equal  power, 
'Arose  thy  vengeance  and  thy  grace, 

1  To  scourge  their  legions  from  the  shore, 
'  And  save  the  remnant  of  thy  race.'] 

4  Let  haughty  sinners  sink  their  pride  ; 
Nor  lift  so  high  their  scornful  head ; 
But  lay  their  foolish  thoughts  aside, 

And  own  the  powers  that  God  hath  made. 

5  Such  honours  never  come  by  chance, 
Nor  do  the  winds  promotion  blow ; 
'Tis  God,  the  Judge,  doth  one  advance : 
'Tis  God,  that  lays  another  low. 


166  PSALM  76. 


6  No  vain  pretence  to  royal  birth, 

Shall  fix  a  tvrant  on  the  throne  ; 
God,  the  great  Sovereign  of  the  earth, 
Will  rise,  and  make  his  justice  known. 

7  [His  hand  holds  out  the  dreadful  cup 
Of  vengeance  mix'd  with  various  plagues. 
To  make  the  wicked  drink  them  up, 
Wring  out  and  taste  the  bitter  dregs. 

8  Now  shall  the  Lord  exalt  the  just ; 
And  while  he  tramples  on  the  proud, 
And  lays  their  glory  in  the  dust. 

My  lips  shall  sing  his  praise  aloud.] 


PSALM  7G.  C.  M.  Bedford.  [*] 

God  in  Zion  terrible  to  her  Enemies. 

1  TN  Judah,  God  of  old  was  known, 
JL  His  name  in  Israel  great; 

In  Salem  stood  his  holy  throne, 
And  Zion  was  his  seat. 

2  [Among  the  praises  of  his  saints, 
His  dwelling  there  he  chose  : 

There  he  receiv'd  their  just  complaints 
Against  their  haughty  foes.] 
o  S  From  Zion  went  his  dreadful  word, 
And  broke  the  threatening  spear, 
The  bow,  the  arrows,  and  the  sword  ; 
And  crush'd  th'  Assyrian  war. 
e  4  What  are  the  earth's  wide  kingdoms  else, 

But  mighty  hills  of  prey  ? 
—The  hill  on  which  JEHOVAH  dwells, 
o       Is  glorious  more  than  they. 

5  ['Twas  Zion's  King  that  stopt  the  breath, 

Of  captains  and  their  bands  : 
The  men  of  might  slept  fast  in  death, 
And  never  found  their  hands. 
d  6  At  thy  rebuke,  O  Jacob's  God, 
Both  horse  and  chariot  fell : 
Who  knows  the  terrour  of  thy  rod ! 
Thy  vengeance  who  can  tell  ?] 
e  7  What  power  can  stand  before  his  sight, 
When  once  his  wrath  appears  ? 


PSALM  77. 


167 


a  When  Heaven  shines  round  with  dreadful  light, 

a      The  earth  lies  still  and  fears. 

— 8  When  God,  in  his  own  sovereign  ways, 

Comes  down  to  save  th'  oppressed, 
The  wrath  of  man  shall  work  his  praise ; 

And  he'll  restrain  the  rest. 

9  [Vow  to  the  Lord,  and  tribute  bring ; 
Ye  princes,  fear  his  frown : 

His  terrouis  shake  the  proudest  king, 
And  cut  an  army  down. 

10  The  thunder  of  his  sharp  rebuke 
Our  haughty  foes  shall  feel : 

For  Jacob's  God  hath  not  forsook, 
But  dwells  in  Zion  still.] 

PSALM  77.  C.  M.  1st  Part.  Abridge,  [b] 

Melancholy  and  Hope. 

e  1   nnO  God  I  cry'd  with  mournful  voice, 
Jl    I  sought  his  gracious  ear, 
In  the  sad  day  when  troubles  rose, 
And  fill'd  my  heart  with  fear. 
p  2  Sad  were  my  days,  and  dark  my  nights, 
My  soul  refus'd  relief; 
I  thought  on  God,  the  just  and  wise, 
But  thoughts  increas'd  my  grief. 

3  [Still  I  complain'd,  and  still  oppress'd 
My  heart  began  to  break  : 

My  God,  thy  wrath  forbade  my  rest, 
And  kept  my  eyes  awake. 

4  My  overwhelming  sorrows  grew, 
Till  I  could  speak  no  more ; 

Then  I  within  myself  withdrew, 
And  call'd  thy  judgments  o'er.    . 

5  I  call'd  back  years  and  ancient  times, 
When  I  beheld  thy  face  ; 

My  spirit  search'd  for  secret  crimes, 
That  might  withhold  thy  grace. 

6  I  call'd  thy  mercies  to  my  mind, 
Which  I  enjoy'd  before  : 

And  will  the  Lord  no  more  be  kind? 
His  face  appear  no  more  ?] 
e  7  Will  he  for  ever  cast  me  off? 
His  promise  ever  fail ? 


168  PSALM  77. 


p  Has  he  forgot  his  tender  love  ? 

Shall  anger  still  prevail  ? 
— 8  But  I  forbid  this  hopeless  thought, 
This  dark,  despairing  frame, 
Rememb'ring  what  thy  hand  hath  wrought , 
Thy  hand  is  still  the  same. 
o  9  I'll  think  again  of  all  thy  ways, 
And  talk  thy  wonders  o'er ; 
Thy  wonders  of  recov'ring  grace, 
When  flesh  could  hope  no  more. 
o  10  Grace  dwells  with  justice  on  the  throne; 
—    And  men  who  love  thy  word, 
Have  in  thy  sanctuary  known 
The  counsels  of  the  Lord. 

C.  M.  2nd  Part.   Wantage,  [*] 

Israel  brought  from  Egypt  to  Canaan. 

e  1  '  TTOW  awful  is  thy  chast'ning  rod' — 
-CI  (May  thine  own  children  say) 
1  The  great,  the  wise,  the  dreadful  God ! 
1  How  holy  is  his  way !' 
— 2  [I'll  meditate  his  works  of  old ; 
The  King  who  reigns  above, 
I'll  hear  his  ancient  wonders  told, 
And  learn  to  trust  his  love.] 

3  Long  did  the  house  of  Joseph  lie, 
With  Egypt's  yoke  oppress'd ; 

Long  he  delay'd  to  hear  their  cry, 
Nor  gave  his  people  rest. 

4  The  sons  of  good  old  Jacob  seem'd 
Abandon'd  to  their  foes ; 

o  But  his  almighty  arm  redeem'd 

The  nation  that  he  chose. 
— 5  Israel,  his  people  and  his  sheep, 

Must  follow  where  he  calls ; 
He  bade  them  venture  through  the  deep. 

And  made  the  waves  their  walls ! 
e  6  The  waters  saw  thee,  mighty  God, 

The  waters  saw  thee  come ; 
u  Backward  they  fled,  and  frighted  stood, 
o       To  make  thine  armies  room. 
— 7  Strange  was  thy  journey  through  the  sea 

Thy  footsteps,  Lord,  unknown , 


J 


PSALM  78.  169 


Terrours  attend  the  wondrous  way, 
That  brings  thy  mercies  down. 

8  [Thy  voice,  with  terrour  in  the  sound, 
Through  clouds  and  darkness  broke ; 

All  heaven  in  lightning  shone  around, 
And  earth  with  thunder  shook. 

9  Thine  arrows  through  the  sky  were  hurl'd ; 
How  glorious  is  the  Lord ! 

Surprise  and  trembling  seiz'd  the  world, 

And  his  own  saints  ador'd. 
-10  He  gave  them  water  from  the  rock ; 

And  safe,  by  Moses'  hand, 
Through  a  dry  desert  led  his  flock, 

Home  to  the  promis'd  land.] 

PSALM  78.  C.  M.  1st  Part.  Mear.  [*] 

Providence  of  God  rehearsed  to  Children. 

1  T    ET  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds, 
-JLi  Which  God  performed  of  old ; 

Which  in  our  younger  years  we  saw, 
And  which  our  fathers  told. 

2  He  bids  us  make  his  glories  known, 
His  works  of  power  and  grace  ; 

And  we'll  convey  his  wonders  down 
Through  ev'ry  rising  race. 

3  Our  lips  shall  tell  them  to  our  sons, 
And  they  again  to  theirs  ; 

That  generations,  yet  unborn, 
May  teach  them  to  their  heirs. 

4  Thus  shall  they  learn,  in  God  alone 
Their  hope  securely  stands ; 

That  they  may  ne'er  forget  his  works, 
But  practise  his  commands. 

C.  M.  2nd  Part.  China,  [b  *] 

Israel's  Rebellion  and  Punishment. 

1  i"\  WHAT  a  stiff  rebellious  house 
V-r   Was  Jacob's  ancient  race  ! 

False  to  their  own  most  solemn  vows, 
And  to  their  Maker's  grace. 

2  They  broke  the  cov'nant  of  his  love, 
And  did  his  laws  despise  ; 

15 


170 PSALM  78. 

Forgot  the  works  he  wrought,  to  prove 
His  power  before  their  eyes. 

3  They  saw  the  plagues  on  Egypt  light, 
From  his  revenging  hand  ; 

What  dreadful  tokens  of  his  might 
Spread  o'er  the  stubborn  land ! 

4  They  saw  him  cleave  the  mighty  sea, 
And  march'd  with  safety  through, 

With  watVy  walls  to  guard  their  way, 

'Till  they  had  'scaped  the  foe. 
(5  A  wondrous  pillar  mark'd  the  road, 

Compos'd  of  shade  and  light ; 
By  day  it  prov'd  a  shelt'ring  cloud, 

A  leading  fire  by  night. 
6  He  from  the  rock  their  thirst  supply 'd  ; 

The  gushing  waters  fell, 
And  ran  in  rivers  by  their  side, 

A  constant  miracle.) 
e  7  Yet  they  provok'd  the  Lord  most  high, 

And  dar'd  distrust  his  hand  : 
d  4  Can  he  with  bread  our  host  supply, 

'  Amidst  this  desert  land  ?' 
8  The  Lord  with  indignation  heard, 
g       And  caus'd  his  wrath  to  flame  ; 
His  terrours  ever  stand  prepar'd 

To  vindicate  his  name. 

C.  M.  3rd  Part.  Reading.  [*  b] 

Chastisement  and  Salvation. 

1  [XM7"HEN  Israel  sins,  the  Lord  reproves, 

▼  ▼     And  fills  their  hearts  with  dread ; 
Yet  he  forgives  the  men  he  loves, 
And  sends  them  heavenly  bread. 

2  He  fed  them  with  a  lib'ral  hand, 
And  made  his  treasures  known ; 

He  gave  the  midnight  clouds  command 
To  pour  provision  down. 

3  The  manna,  like  a  morning  shower, 
Lay  thick  around  their  feet ; 

The  corn  of  heaven,  so  light,  so  pure, 
As  though  'twere  angers  meat. 


PSALM  78.  171 


4  But  they  in  murm'ring  language  said, 
1  Manna  is  all  our  feast ; 

'  We  loath  this  light,  this  airy  bread, 
'  We  must  have  flesh  to  taste.' 

5  '  Ye  shall  have  flesh  to  please  your  lust,' 
The  Lord  in  wrath  reply 'd  ; 

And  sent  them  quails,  like  sand  or  dust, 
Heap'd  up  from  side  to  side. 

6  He  gave  them  all  their  own  desire  ; 
And  greedy  as  they  fed, 

His  vengeance  burnt  with  secret  fire, 
And  smote  the  rebels  dead. 

7  When  some  were  slain,  the  rest  return'd, 
And  sought  the  Lord  with  tears ; 

Under  the  rod  they  fear'd  and  mourn'd, 
But  soon  forgot  their  fears. 

8  Oft  he  chastis'd,  and  still  forgave, 
'Till,  by  his  gracious  hand, 

The  nation  he  resolv'd  to  save, 
Possess'd  the  promis'd  land.] 
L.  M.  Bath,  [b] 

V.  32,  &c. — Saints  corrected  and  saved. 

1  |^  REAT  God,  how  oft  did  Israel  prove, 
vJ  By  turns,  thine  anger  and  thy  love  ! 

There,  in  a  glass,  our  hearts  may  see 
How  fickle  and  how  false  they  be. 

2  How  soon  the  faithless  Jews  forgot 
The  dreadful  wonders  God  had  wrought ! 
Then  they  provoke  him  to  his  face ; 

Nor  fear  his  power,  nor  trust  his  grace. 

3  The  Lord  consum'd  their  years  in  pain, 
And  made  their  travels  long  and  vain ; 

A  tedious  march,  through  unknown  ways, 
Wore  out  their  strength,  and  spent  their  days. 

4  Oft,  when  they  saw  their  brethren  slain, 
They  mourn'd  and  sought  the  Lord  again ; 
Call'd  him  the  Rock  of  their  abode, 
Their  high  Redeemer,  and  their  God. 

5  Their  prayers  and  vows  before  him  rise, 
As  flatt'ring  words,  or  solemn  lies  ; 
WThile  their  rebellious  tempers  prove 
False  to  his  cov'nant  and  his  love. 


172  PSALM  80. 


6  Yet  did  his  sovereign  grace  forgive 
The  men,  who  ne'er  deserv'd  to  live: 
His  anger  oft  away  he  turn'd, 

Or  else  with  gentle  flame  it  Inirn'd. 

7  He  saw  their  flesh  was  weak  and  frail ; 
He  saw  temptation  still  prevail; 

The  God  of  Abraham  lov'd  them  still, 
And  led  them  to  his  holy  hill. 

PSALM  80.  L.  M.  Dresden.  Moreton.  [b] 

The  Cfnach  i7i  .tfliction. 

1    i^<  REAT  Shepherd  of  thine  Israel, 
VX  Who  didst  between  the  cherubs  dwell, 

And  ledst  the  tribes,  thy  chosen  sheep, 

Safe  through  the  desert  and  the  deep  : — 
e  2  Thy  Church  is  in  the  desert  now  ; 
— Shine  from  on  high,  and  guide  it  through ; 

Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  restore ; 

We  shall  be  sav'd,  and  sigh  no  more. 

3  [Great  God,  whom  heavenly  hosts  obey, 
How  long  shall  we  lament  and  pray, 
And  wait  in  vain  thy  kind  return  ? 

How  long  shall  thy  fierce  anger  burn  ? 

PAUSE  THE  FIRST. 

4  Instead  of  wine  and  cheerful  bread, 
Thy  saints  with  their  own  tears  are  fed ; 
Turn  us  to  thee ;  thy  love  restore : 

We  shall  be  sav'd  and  sigh  no  more.] 
e  5  Hast  thou  not  planted,  with  thy  hand, 

A  lovely  vine  in  this  our  land  ? 

Did  not  thy  power  defend  it  round, 

And  heavenly  dews  enrich  the  ground  ? 
— 6  How  did  the  Spreading  branches  shoot, 

And  bless  the  nation  with  the  fruit ! 
e  But  now,  O  Lord,  look  down  and  see 

Thy  mourning  Vine,  that  lovely  tree. 

7  Why  is  its  beauty  thus  defac'd  ? 
Why  hast  thou  laid  its  fences  waste  ? 

— Strangers  and  foes  against  it  join, 
And  ev'ry  beast  devours  the  vine. 

8  Return,  almighty  God,  return ; 

p  Nor  let  thy  bleeding  vineyard  mourn  • 


PSALM  81.  173 


— Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  restore  ; 
o  We  shall  be  sav'd,  and  sigh  no  more. 

PAUSE  THE  SECOXD. 

9  [Lord,  when  this  vine  in  Canaan  grew, 
Thou  wast  its  strength  and  glory  too ! 
Attack'd  in  vain  by  all  its  foes, 

Till  the  fair  Branch  of  promise  rose. 

10  Fair  Branch,  ordain'd  of  old  to  shoot 
From  David's  stock,  from  Jacob's  root ; 
Himself  a  noble  Vine,  and  we 

The  lesser  branches  of  the  Tree. 

1 1  'Tis  thy  own  Son ;  and  he  shall  stand, 
Girt  with  thy  strength,  at  thy  right  hand  ; 
Thy  first  born  Son,  adorn'd  and  blest 
With  power  and  grace  above  the  rest. 

12  Oh,  for  his  sake,  attend  our  cry, 
Shine  on  thy  churches,  lest  they  die  ; 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  restore : 
We  shall  be  sav'd,  and  sigh  no  more.] 

PSALM  81.  S.  M.  Aylesbury.  Dover.  [*] 

V.  1,  8 — 16.     Saints  teamed  and  exhorted. 

1    ^ING  to  the  Lord,  aloud, 
^3  And  make  a  joyful  noise  : 
o  God  is  our  Strength,  our  Saviour  God  ; 

Let  Israel  hear  his  voice  : 
e  2      t  From  vile  idolatry, 

'  Preserve  my  worship  clean ; 
' 1  am  the  Lord,  who  set  thee  free 
1  From  slavery  and  from  sin. 
— 3  '  Stretch  thy  desires  abroad, 

'  And  Pll  supply  them  well ; 
e  '  But  if  ye  will  refuse  your  God, 

1  If  Israel  will  rebel ; — 
d  4      'I'll  leave  them,'  saith  the  Lord, 
'  To  their  own  lusts  a  prey ; 
'  And  let  them  run  the  dang'rous  road— 

'  'Tis  their  own  chosen  way. 
5       '  Yet,  oh  that  all  my  saints 
'  Would  hearken  to  my  voice  ! 
— '  Soon  I  would  ease  their  sore  complaints, 
'  And  bid  their  hearts  rejoice. 
15* 


174  PSALM  82,  83. 


o  6       *  While  I  destroy  their  foes, 
1  I'd  richly  feed  my  flock ; 
1  And  they  should  taste  the  stream,  that  flows 
'  From  their  eternal  Rock.' 

PSALM  82.  L.  M.  Old  Hundred.  [*] 

God  Supreme  ;  or,  Magistrates  learned. 

1     \  MONG  th'  assemblies  of  the  great, 
ii-  A  greater  Ruler  takes  his  seat : 

The  God  of  heaven,  as  Judge,  surveys 

Those  gods  on  earth,  and  all  their  ways. 
e  2  Why  will  ye  then  frame  wicked  laws  ? 

Or  why  support  th'  unrighteous  cause  ? 

When  will  ye  once  defend  the  poor, 

That  sinners  vex  the  saints  no  more  ? 
e  3  They  know  not,  Lord,  nor  will  they  know  , 

Dark  are  the  ways  in  which  they  go ; 

Their  name  of  earthly  gods  is  vain ; 

For  they  shall  fall  and  die  like  men. 
o  4  Arise,  O  Lord,  and  let  thy  Son 

Possess  his  universal  throne, 
o  And  rule  the  nations  with  his  rod  : 
g  He  is  our  Judge,  and  he  our  God. 

PSALM  83.  S.  M.  Little  Marlboro',  [b] 

A  complaint  against  Persecutors. 

1  \  ND  will  the  God  of  grace 
-£\-  Perpetual  silence  keep  ? 

The  God  of  justice  hold  his  peace, 
And  let  his  vengeance  sleep  ? 

2  Behold,  what  cursed  snares 
The  men  of  mischief  spread ; 

The  men,  who  hate  thy  saints  and  thee, 

Lift  up  their  threat'ning  head, 
e  3      Against  thy  hidden  ones 

Their  counsels  they  employ ; 
And  malice,  with  her  watchful  eye, 

Pursues  them  to  destroy. 
4      [The  noble  and  the  base 

Into  thy  pastures  leap  : 
The  lion  and  the  stupid  ass 

Conspire  to  vex  thy  sheep. 
d  5       '  Come  let  us  join,  they  cry, 

'  To  root  them  from  the  ground  ; 


PSALM  84.  175 


*  Till  not  the  name  of  saints  remain, 

*  Nor  mem'ry  shall  be  found.' 
6      Awake,  almighty  God, 

And  call  thy  wrath  to  mind  ; 
Give  them  like  forests  to  the  fire, 
Or  stubble  to  the  wind.] 
— 7      Convince  their  madness,  Lord, 
And  make  them  seek  thy  name ; 
Or  else  their  stubborn  rage  confound, 
That  they  may  die  in  shame. 
o  8      Then  shall  the  nations  know 

That  glorious  dreadful  word — 
g  JEHOVAH — is  thy  name  alone, 
And  thou  the  sovereign  Lord. 

PSALM  84.  L.  M.  1st  Part.  Moreton.  [*] 

The  Pleasure  of  Public  Worship. 

1  TTOW  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair, 
J-JL  O  Lord  of  hosts,  thy  dwellings  are  ! 

With  long  desire  my  spirit  faints, 

To  meet  th'  assemblies  of  thy  saints, 
e  2  My  flesh  would  rest  in  thine  abode, 

My  panting  heart  cries  out  for  God  ; 
e  My  God,  my  King,  why  should  I  be 

So  far  from  all  my  joys  and  thee  ? 

3  [The  sparrow  chooses  where  to  rest, 

And  for  her  young  provides  her  nest ; 

But  will  my  God  to  sparrows  grant 

That  pleasure  which  his  children  want  ?] 
o  4  Blest  are  the  saints  who  sit  on  high, 

Around  thy  throne  of  majesty ; 
o  Thy  brightest  glories  shine  above, 

And  all  their  work  is  praise  and  love. 
o  5  Blest  are  the  souls,  who  find  a  place 

Within  the  temple  of  thy  grace  ; 
— There  they  behold  thy  gentler  rays, 

And  seek  thy  face,  and  learn  thy  praise. 
o  6  Blest  are  the  men,  whose  hearts  are  set 

To  find  the  way  to  Zion's  gate ; 
o  God  is  their  strength :  and  through  the  road, 

They  lean  upon  their  helper  God. 


176  PSALM  84. 


o  7  Cheerful  they  walk  with  growing  strength, 
Till  all  shall  meet  in  Heaven  at  length; 

s  Till  all  before  thy  faee  appear, 

And  join  in  nobler  worship  there.      Portugal. 
L.  M.  2nd  Part.  Castle-street.  Green's.  [*] 

God  and  his  Church :  or  Grace  and  Glory. 

1  (~^  REAT  God,  attend  while  Zion  sings 
vX  The  joy  that  from  thy  presence  springs ; 

To  spend  one  day  with  thee  on  earth, 
e  Exceeds  a  thousand  days  of  mirth. 

2  Might  I  enjoy  the  meanest  place, 
Within  thy  house,  O  God  of  grace; 

— Not  tents  of  ease,  nor  thrones  of  power, 
Should  tempt  my  feet  to  leave  the  door. 

o  3  God  is  our  Sun,  he  makes  our  day ; 
God  is  our  Shield,  he  guards  our  way 
From  all  th'  assaults  of  hell  and  sin, 
From  foes  without  and  foes  within. 

— 4  All  needful  grace  will  God  bestow, 
And  crown  that  grace  with  glory  too ; 
He  gives  us  all  things,  and  withholds 
No  real  good  from  upright  souls. 

g  5  O  God  our  King,  whose  sovereign  sway 
The  glorious  hosts  of  heaven  obey, 
And  devils  at  thy  presence  flee, 
Blest  is  the  man  who  trusts  in  thee. 
Paraphrased  in  C.  M.  Doxology.  Arundel.  [*] 

Ver.  1,  4,  2,  3,  10.     God  present  in  his  Churches. 

e  1  1VFY  soul,  how  lovely  is  the  place, 

J-TJL  To  which  thy  God  resorts ! 
— 'Tis  heaven,  to  see  his  smiling  face, 

Though  in  his  earthly  courts. 
o  2  There  the  great  Monarch  of  the  skies 

His  saving  power  displays ; 
o  And  light  breaks  in  upon  our  eyes, 

With  kind  and  quick'ning  rays, 
b  3  With  his  rich  gifts  the  heav'nly  Dove 

Descends,  and  fills  the  place ; 
— While  Christ  reveals  his  wondrous  love, 

And  sheds  abroad  his  grace. 
o  4  There,  mighty  God,  thy  words  declare 

The  secrets  of  thy  will ; 


PSALM  84.  177 


And  still  we  seek  thy  mercies  there ; 
And  sing  thy  praises  still. 

PAUSE. 

— 5  [My  heart  and  flesh  cry  out  for  thee, 

While  far  from  thine  abode  : 
p  When  shall  I  tread  thy  courts,  and  see 

My  Saviour  and  my  God  ? 
— 6  The  sparrow  builds  herself  a  nest, 

And  suffers  no  remove ; 
e  O  make  me  like  the  sparrows  blest, 

To  dwell  but  where  I  love. 
— 7  To  sit  one  day  beneath  thine  eye, 

And  hear  thy  gracious  voice, 
Exceeds  a  whole  eternity 

Employ'd  in  carnal  joys. 
e  8  Lord,  at  thy  threshold  I  would  wait, 

While  Jesus  is  within ; 
Rather  than  fill  a  throne  of  state, 

Or  live  in  tents  of  sin. 
— 9  Could  I  command  the  spacious  land, 

And  the  more  boundless  sea, 
For  one  blest  hour  at  thy  right  hand, 

I'd  give  them  both  away.] 

P.  M.  Bethesda.  [*] 

Longing  for  the  House  of  God. 

1  T   ORD  of  the  worlds  above, 
-Li  How  pleasant,  and  how  fair, 

The  dwellings  of  thy  love , 
Thy  earthly  temples  are ! 

To  thine  abode 

My  heart  aspires ; 

With  warm  desires 

To  see  my  God. 

2  [The  sparrow  for  her  young 
With  pleasure  seeks  a  nest ; 
And  wand'ring  swallows  long 
To  find  their  wonted  rest ! 

My  spirit  faints, 
With  equal  zeal, 
To  rise  and  dwell 
Among  thy  saints.] 
o  3  O  happy  souls  who  pray 
Where  God  appoints  to  hear ! 


178  PSALM  84. 


0  happy  men,  who  pay 
Their  constant  service  there  ! 

They  praise  thee  still ; 

And  happy  they, 

Who  love  the  way 

To  Zion's  hill. 
— 4  They  go  from  strength  to  strength, 
Through  this  dark  vale  of  tears ; 
Till  each  arrives  at  length, 
Till  each  in  heaven  appears. 
o  Oh  glorious  seat, 

When  God  our  King 

Shall  thither  bring 

Our  willing  feet ! 

PAUSE. 

e  [5  To  spend  one  sacred  day 
Where  God  and  saints  abide, 
Affords  diviner  joy, 
Than  thousand  days  beside  : 

Where  God  resorts, 

I  love  it  more 

To  keep  the  door, 

Than  shine  in  courts.] 
— 6  God  is  our  Sun  and  Shield, 
Our  light  and  our  defence  ; 
With  gifts  his  hands  are  fill'd, 
We  draw  our  blessings  thence. 

He  will  bestow, 

On  Jacob's  race, 

Peculiar  grace, 

And  glory  too. 
o  7  The  Lord  his  people  loves ; 
His  hand  no  good  withholds 
From  those  his  heart  approves, 
From  pure  and  pious  souls. 
o  Thrice  happy  he, 

O  God  of  hosts, 

Whose  spirit  trusts 

Alone  in  thee. 

PSALM  85.  L.  M.  1st  Part.  All-Saints.  [*] 

V.  1 — 8.     Deliverance  begun  and  completed. 

1  "       ORD,  thou  hast  call'd  thy  grace  to  mind, 
-Li  Thou  hast  revers'd  our  heavy  doom ; 


PSALM  85,  86. 179 

So  God  forgave,  when  Israel  sinn'd, 

And  brought  his  wand'ring  captives  home. 

2  Thou  hast  begun  to  set  us  free, 

And  made  thy  fiercest  wrath  abate ; 

Now  let  our  hearts  be  tum'd  to  thee, 

And  thy  salvation  be  complete. 
e  3  Revive  our  dying  graces,  Lord, 

And  let  thy  saints  in  thee  rejoice ; 

Make  known  thy  truth,  fulfil  thy  word ; 

We  wait  for  praise  to  tune  our  voice. 
—4  We  wait  to  hear  what  God  will  say : 
o  He'll  speak,  and  give  his  people  peace : 
— But  let  them  run  no  more  astray, 
e  Lest  his  returning  wrath  increase.       Armley. 

L.  M.  2nd  Part.  Islington.  Oporto.  [*] 

Ver.  9,  &c. — Salvation  by  Christ. 

1   C<  ALVATION  is  for  ever  nigh 

£3  The  souls  who  fear  and  trust  the  Lord ; 

And  grace,  descending  from  on  high, 

Fresh  hopes  of  glory  shall  afford, 
b  2  Mercy  and  truth  on  earth  are  met, 

Since  Christ  the  Lord  came  down  from  heaven; 

By  his  obedience  so  complete, 

Justice  is  pleas'd,  and  peace  is  given, 
o  3  Now  truth  and  honour  shall  abound, 

Religion  dwell  on  earth  again, 

And  heavenly  influence  bless  the  ground, 

In  our  Redeemer's  gentle  reign. 
— 4  His  righteousness  is  gone  before, 

To  give  us  free  access  to  God ; 

Our  wand'ring  feet  shall  stray  no  more, 

But  mark  his  steps,  and  keep  the  road. 

PSALM  86.  C.  M.  1st  Part.  York.  [*] 

Ver.  8 — 13. — A  general  Song  of  Praise  to  God. 

1  A  MONG  the  princes,  earthly  gods, 
-l3L  There's  none  hath  power  Divine  ; 

Nor  is  their  nature,  mighty  Lord, 
Nor  are  their  works,  like  thine. 

2  The  nations  thou  hast  made,  shall  bring 
Their  offerings  round  thy  throne  ; 

For  thou  alone  dost  wondrous  things  ; 
For  thou  art  God  alone. 


180  PSALM  87,  89. 


e  3  Lord,  I  would  walk  with  holy  feet; 
Teach  me  thy  heavenly  ways ; 
And  my  poor  scatterd  thoughts  unite 
In  God,  my  Father's  praise. 
o  4  Great  is  thy  mercy,  and  my  tongue 
Shall  those  sweet  wonders  tell ; — 
How,  by  thy  grace,  my  sinking  soul 
Rose  from  the  deeps  of  hell. 

PSALM  87.  L.  M.  Green's.  Leeds.  [*] 

The  Church  is  the  Birth-place  nf  the  Saints. 

1    f~^  OD,  in  his  earthly  temple,  lays 
^J  Foundations  for  his  heavenly  praise : 
e  He  likes  the  tents  of  Jacob  well ; 
o  But  still  in  Zion  loves  to  dwell. 
e  2  His  mercy  visits  ev'ry  house. 

That  pay  their  night  and  morning  vows ; 
o  But  makes  a  more  delightful  stay. 

Where  churches  meet  to  praise  and  pray. 
e  3  What  glories  were  described  of  old — 

What  wonders  are  of  Zion  told  ! 
o  Thou  city  of  our  God  below, 

Thy  fame  shall  Tyre  and  Egypt  know, 
o  4  Egypt  and  Tyre,  and  Greek  and  Jew, 

Shall  there  begin  their  lives  anew : 
s  Angels  and  men  shall  join  to  sing 

The  Hill  where  living  waters  spring. 
— 5  When  God  makes  up  his  last  account 

Of  natives  in  his  holy  mount, 

'Twill  be  an  honour  to  appear, 

As  one  new-born  or  nourished  there  ! 

PSALM  89.  L.  M.   1st  Part.  Nanticich.  [*] 

Covenant  icith  Chiist.  the  true  Darid. 

1  1^  OR  ever  shall  my  song  record 

JT     The  truth  and  mercy  of  the  Lord , 
o  Mercy  and  truth  for  ever  stand, 
Like  heaven,  established  by  his  hand. 

2  Thus  to  his  Son  he  swore,  and  said, 
d  *  With  thee  my  cov'nant  first  is  made; 

1  In  thee  shall  dyiiiii  sinners  live ; 
'  Glory  and  grace  are  thine  to  give. 


PSALM  89.  181 


3  'Be  thou  my  Prophet,  thou  my  Priest; 
'  Thy  children  shall  be  ever  blest : 

1  Thou  art  my  chosen  King ;  thy  throne 
*  Shall  stand  eternal,  like  my  own. 

4  *  There's  none  of  all  my  sons  above, 
'  So  much  my  image,  or  my  love  : 

'  Celestial  powers  thy  subjects  are  ; 

1  Then  what  can  earth  to  thee  compare  ? 

5  '  David,  my  servant,  whom  I  chose, 
'  To  guard  my  flock,  to  crush  my  foes, 
'And  rais'd  him  to  the  Jewish  throne, 
'Was  but  a  shadow  of  my  Son.' 

6  Now  let  the  church  rejoice,  and  sing 
Jesus,  her  Saviour  and  her  King ; 
Angels  his  heavenly  wonders  show7, 

And  saints  declare  his  works  below.      Truro 
C.  M.   1st  Part.  Colchester.  Abridge.  [*] 

The  Faithfulness  of  God.  \ 

1  1%/fY  never-ceasing  songs  shall  show 
_LtjL  The  mercies  of  the  Lord, 

And  make  succeeding  ages  know 
How  faithful  is  his  word. 

2  The  sacred  truths,  his  lips  pronounce, 
Shall  firm  as  heaven  endure ; 

And  if  he  speaks  a  promise  once, 
Th'  eternal  grace  is  sure. 

3  How  long  the  race  of  David  held 
The  promis'd  Jewish  throne  ! 

But  there's  a  nobler  cov'nant  seal'd 
To  David's  greater  Son. 

4  His  seed  for  ever  shall  possess 
A  throne  above  the  skies : 

The  meanest  subject  of  his  grace 
Shall  to  that  glory  rise. 

5  Lord  God  of  hosts,  thy  wondrous  ways 
Are  sung  by  saints  above  ; 

And  saints  on  earth  their  honours  raise 
To  thy  unchanging  love. 

C.  M.  2nd  Part.  Plymouth,  [b] 

V.  7.  &c. — Majesty  of  God  :  or,  Reverential  Worship. 

1  "Vl/TTH  rev'rence  let  the  saints  appear, 
v  f     And  bow  before  the  Lord ; 
16 


182  PSALM  89. 


His  high  commands  with  rev'rence  hear, 
And  tremble  at  his  word. 
a  2  How  terrible  thy  glories  rise  ! 

—  How  bright  thy  beauties  shine  ! 

e  Where  is  the  power  with  thee  that  vies  ? 

Or  truth  compar'd  with  thine  ? 
g  3  The  northern  pole,  and  southern,  rest 

On  thy  supporting  hand; 
Darkness  and  day,  from  east  to  west, 

Move  round  at  thy  command. 
o  4  Thy  words  the  raging  winds  control, 

And  rule  the  boist'rous  deep; 
Thou  mak'st  the  sleeping  billows  roll, 

The  rolling  billows  sleep. 
— 5  Heaven,  earth,  and  air,  and  sea  are  thine, 
e      And  the  dark  world  of  hell : 
a  How  did  thine  arm  in  vengeance  shine, 

When  Egypt  durst  rebel ! 
g  6  Justice  and  judgment  are  thy  throne, 

—  Yet  wondrous  is  thy  grace  : 

o  While  truth  and  mercy,  join'd  in  one, 
Invite  us  near  thy  face. 

C.  M.  3rd  Part.  Devizes.  [*] 

Ver.  15,  &c. — A  Blessed  Gospel. 

1  T>  LE  ST  are  the  souls,  who  hear  and  know 
-13  The  gospel's  joyful  sound  ; 

Peace  shall  attend  the  paths  they  go, 
And  light  their  steps  surround. 

2  Their  joy  shall  bear  their  spirits  up, 
Through  their  Redeemer's  name  : 

His  righteousness  exalts  their  hope ; 
Nor  Satan  dares  condemn. 
o  3  The  Lord,  our  glory  and  defence, 

Strength  and  salvation  gives  : 
g  Israel,  thy  King  for  ever  reigns, 
Thy  God  for  ever  lives. 

C.  M.  4th  Part.  Mear.  [*] 

Ver.  10,  &c — Christ's  Mediatorial  Kingdom. 

1  TTEAR  what  the  Lord  in  vision  said, 
-CI  And  made  his  mercy  known  : 
d  l  Sinners,  behold  your  help  is  laid 
4  On  my  almighty  Son. 


PSALM  89.  183 


2  '  Behold  the  Man,  my  wisdom  chose 

1  Among  your  mortal  race  ; 
'  His  head  my  holy  oil  o'erflows, 

'  The  Spirit  of  my  grace. 

o  3  '  High  shall  he  reign  on  David's  throne, 
'  My  people's  better  King ; 
1  My  arm  shall  beat  his  rivals  down, 
'  And  still  new  subjects  bring. 

—4  'My  truth  shall  guard  him  in  his  way, 

*  With  mercy  by  his  side  ; 

o  '  While,  in  my  name,  o'er  earth  and  sea 
'  He  shall  in  triumph  ride. 

— 5  '  Me  for  his  Father,  and  his  God, 
'  He  shall  for  ever  own  ; 
1  Call  me  his  Rock,  his  high  Abode ; 
o      *  And  I'll  support  my  Son. 

g  6  '  My  first-born  Son,  array'd  in  grace, 
'  At  my  right  hand  shall  sit ; 
1  Beneath  him  angels  know  their  place, 
1  And  monarchs  at  his  feet. 

d  7  '  My  cov'nant  stands  for  ever  fast ; 

*  My  promises  are  strong ; 

c  Firm  as  the  heavens  his  throne  shall  last, 
'  His  seed  endure  as  long.' 

C.  M.  5th  Part.  St.  Asaph's.  [*] 

Ver.  30,  &c. —  The  Covenant  of  Grace,  ordered  and  sun. 

1  *  ~VTET,'  saith  the  Lord,  '  if  David's  race, 

X    '  The  children  of  my  Son, 
e  '  Should  break  my  laws,  abuse  my  grace, 
1  And  tempt  mine  anger  down ; — 

2  '  Their  sins  I'll  visit  with  the  rod, 
1  And  make  their  folly  smart ; 

— 'But  I'll  not  cease  to  be  their  God, 
1  Nor  from  my  truth  depart. 

3  '  My  cov'nant  I  will  ne'er  revoke, 
4  But  keep  my  grace  in  mind ; 

'And  what  eternal  love  hath  spoke, 
'  Eternal  truth  shall  bind. 


184  PSALM  89. 


e  4  '  Once  have  I  sworn,  (I  need  no  more,) 
'  And  pledg'd  my  holiness, 
1  To  seal  the  sacred  promise  sure 

*  To  David  and  his  race  : 

o  5  c  The  sun  shall  see  his  offspring  rise, 
'  And  spread  from  sea  to  sea ; 
1  Long  as  he  travels  round  the  skies, 

*  To  give  the  nations  day. 

g  6  '  Sure,  as  the  moon  that  rules  the  night, 

*  His  kingdom  shall  endure  ; 

i  Till  the  fix'd  laws  of  shade  and  light 
'  Shall  be  observ'd  no  more.' 

L.  M.  2nd  Part.  PleyeVs.  [b] 

V.  47,  &c. — Mortality  and  Hope. — A  Funeral  Psalm. 

e  1  T>  EMEMBER,  Lord,  our  mortal  state, 
p      J\  How  frail  our  life,  how  short  our  date  ! 

Where  is  the  man,  who  draws  his  breath, 

Safe  from  disease,  secure  from  death  ? 
—2  Lord,  while  we  see  whole  nations  die, 

Our  flesh  and  sense  repine  and  cry, 
p  *  Must  death  for  ever  rage  and  reign  ? 

1  Or,  hast  thou  made  mankind  in  vain  ? 

3  '  Where  is  thy  promise  to  the  just  ? 
c  Are  not  thy  servants  turn'd  to  dust  ?' 

— But  faith  forbids  these  mournful  sighs, 
o  And  sees  the  sleeping  dust  arise. 

4  That  glorious  hour,  that  dreadful  day 
Wipes  the  reproach  of  saints  away, 
And  clears  the  honour  of  thy  word ; 

s  Awake  our  souls,  and  bless  the  Lord. 

P.  M.  Harlington.  [b*] 

Ver.  47,  &c. — Life,  Death,  and  the  Resurrection. 

e  1   FTlHINK,  mighty  God,  on  feeble  man; 
e        J-  How  few  his  hours,  how  short  his  span! 
—    Short  from  the  cradle  to  the  grave  : 
e  Who  can  secure  his  vital  breath, 
Against  the  bold  demands  of  death, 

With  skill  to  fly,  or  power  to  save  ? 
— 2  Lord,  shall  it  be  for  ever  said, 
d  '  The  race  of  man  was  only  made 

'  For  sickness,  sorrow,  and  the  dust ?> 


PSALM  90.  185 


e  Are  not  thy  servants,  day  by  day, 

Sent  to  their  graves,  and  turn'd  to  clay  ? 

e       Lord,  where's  thy  kindness  to  the  just? 

— 3  Hast  thou  not  promis'd  to  thy  Son, 
And  all  his  seed,  a  heavenly  crown  ? 

p      But  flesh  and  sense  indulge  despair ; 

o  For  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 
That  faith  can  read  his  holy  word, 
And  find  a  resurrection  there. 

o  4  For  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 
Who  gives  his  saints  a  long  reward, 

—    For  all  their  toil,  reproach,  and  pain  : 

s  Let  all  below,  and  all  above, 

Join  to  proclaim  thy  wondrous  love, 

g      And  each  repeat  their  loud — AMEN. 

PSALM  90.  L.  M.  Carthage.  Worship.  [*b] 

Man  mortal,  and  God  eternal.. 

1  rpHROUGH  ev'ry  age,  eternal  God, 

A    Thou  art  our  rest,  our  safe  abode  ; 
High  was  thy  throne,  e'er  heaven  was  made, 
Or  earth  thy  humLle  footstool  laid. 

2  Long  hadst  thou  reign'd,  ere  time  began, 
Or  dust  was  fashion'd  into  man  ; 

And  long  thy  kingdom  shall  endure, 
When  earth  and  time  shall  be  no  more, 
e  3  But  man,  weak  man,  is  born  to  die, 

Made  up  of  guilt  and  vanity ; 
a  Thy  dreadful  sentence,  Lord,  was  just, — 
d  'Return,  ye  sinners,  to  your  dust.' 
— 4  [A  thousand  of  our  years  amount 
Scarce  to  a  day,  in  thine  account ; 
Like  yesterday's  departed  light, 
Or  the  last  watch  of  ending  night.] 

PAUSE. 

— 5  Death,  like  an  overflowing  stream, 
Sweeps  us  away ;  our  life's  a  dream ; 

p  An  empty  tale  ;  a  morning  flower, 
Cut  down  and  wither'd  in  an  hour. 
6  [Our  age  to  seventy  years  is  set : 
How  short  the  term !  ho\  v  frail  the  state  ! 
And  if  to  eighty  we  arrive , 
We  rather  sigh  and  groan,  than  live. 
16* 


186  PSALM  90. 


7  But  oh,  how  oft  thy  wrath  appears, 
And  cuts  off  our  expected  years  ; 
Thy  wrath  awakes  our  humble  dread; 
We'  fear  the  power  that  strikes  us  dead.] 
— 8  Teach  us,  O  Lord,  how  frail  is  man; 
And  kindly  lengthen  out  our  span ; 
Till  a  wise  care  of  piety 
Fit  us  to  die,  and  dwell  w  it h  thee. 
C.  M.   1st  Part.   Wantage,  [b] 

Ver.  1 — 5. — M( n  frail ,  and  God  eternal. 

1  /^iUR  God,  our  help  in  ages  past, 
V>J   Our  hope  for  years  to  come  ; 

Our  shelter  from  the  stormy  blast, 
And  our  ctenml^lieme  : 

2  Under  the  shadow  of  thy  throne, 
Thy  saints  have  dwelt  secure ; 

Sufficient  is  thine  arm  alone, 
And  our  defence  is  sure. 

3  [Before  the  hills  in  order  stood, 
Or  earth  receiv'd  her  frame  ; 

From  everlasting  thou  art  God ; 
To  endless  years  the  same. 

4  Thy  word  commands  our  flesh  to  dust, 
*  Return,  ye  sons  of  men ;' 

All  nations  rose  from  earth  at  first, 
And  turn  to  earth  again.] 

5  A  thousand  ages,  in  thy  sight, 
Are  like  an  evening  gone  ; 

Short  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  night, 
Before  the  rising  sun. 

6  [The  busy  tribes  of  flesh  and  blood, 
With  all  their  lives  and  cares, 

Are  carry'd  downwards  by  the  flood, 

And  lost  in  following  years.] 
e  7  Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  stream, 

Bears  all  its  sons  aw  ay  ; 
They  fly,  forgotten,  as  a  dream 

Dies  at  the  opening  day. 
o  8  Like  flowery  fields  the  nations  stand, 

Pleas'd  with  the  morning  light : 
e  The  flowers,  beneath  the  mower's  hand 

Lie  withering,  ere  'tis  night. 


PSALM  90.  187 


— 9  Our  God,  our  help  in  ages  past, 
Our  hope  for  jTears  to  come, 
Be  thou  our  guard  while  troubles  last, 
And  our  eternal  home. 

C.  M.  2nd  Part.  China,  [b] 

V.  8,  11,  9,  10,  12. — Mortality,  and  preparation  for  Death. 

e  1  T~    ORD,  if  thine  eyes  survey  our  faults, 
-M-A  And  justice  grows  severe, 
Thy  dreadful  wrath  exceeds  our  thoughts, 
And  burns  beyond  our  fear. 

2  Thine  anger  turns  our  frame  to  dust : 
p      By  one  offence  to  thee, 

Adam  and  all  his  sons  have  lost 
Their  immortality. 

3  Life,  like  a  vain  amusement,  flies ; 
A  fable  or  a  song : 

By  swift  degrees  our  nature  dies, 
Nor  can  our  joys  be  long. 

o  4  5Tis  but  a  few  whose  days  amount 

To  three  score  years  and  ten  ; 
p  And  all,  beyond  that  short  account, 

Is  sorrow,  toil,  and  pain. 

e  5  [Our  vitals,  with  laborious  strife, 
Bear  up  the  crazy  load  ; 
And  drag  those  poor  remains  of  life 
Along  the  tiresome  road.] 

— 6  Almighty  God,  reveal  thy  love, 
And  not  thy  wrath  alone  ; 
Oh,  let  our  sweet  experience  prove 
The  mercies  of  thy  throne. 

7  Our  souls  would  learn  the  heavenly  art, 
T'  improve  the  hours  we  have ; 

That  we  may  act  the  wiser  part, 
And  live  beyond  the  grave. 

C.  M.  35d  Part.  Canterbury,  [b] 

Ver.  13,  &-c. — Breathing  after  Heaven. 

1  "pETURN,  O  God  of  love,  return; 

JlV  Earth  is  a  tiresome  place  : 
How  long  shall  we,  thy  children,  mourn 

Our  absence  from  thy  face  ? 


188 PSALM  90,  91. 

2  Let  heaven  succeed  our  painful  years; 
Let  sin  and  sorrow  cease; 

And  in  proportion  to  our  tears, 
So  make  our  joys  "mm 

3  Thy  wonders  to  thy  servants  show, 
Make  thine  own  work  complete  ; 

Then  shall  our  souls  thy  glory  know, 

And  own  thy  love  was  great. 
o  4  Then  shall  we  shine  before  thy  throne 

In  all  thy  beauty,  Lord  : 
And  the  poor  service  we  have  done 

Meet  a  divine  reward. 

S.  M.  Aylesbury*  [b] 

V.  5,  10,  ISL—Tk*  Frailty  and  Shortness  of  Life. 

1  T    ORD,  what  a  feeble  piece 
J-J   Is  this  our  mortal  frame  ! 
e  Our  life — how  poor  a  triile  'tis, 

That  scarce  deserves  the  name ! 
p  2      Alas,  the  brittle  clay 

That  built  our  bodies  first ! 
And  ev'ry  month,  and  ev'ry  day, 
'Tis  mould'ring  back  to  dust. 
— 3       Our  moments  fly  apace, 

Nor  will  our  minutes  stay  ; 
o  Just  like  a  flood,  our  hasty  days 

Are  sweeping  us  away. 
— i       Well,  if  our  days  must  fly. 

We'll  keep  their  end  in  sight ; 
We'll  spend  them  all  in  wisdom's  way, 
And  let  them  speed  their  flight. 
o  5       They'll  sooner  waft  us  o'er 
This  life's  tempestuous  sea  : 
Soon  we  shall  reach  the  peaceful  shore 
Of  blest  eternity. 

PSALM  91.  L.  M.  Shod.  Oporto.  [*] 

V.  1 — 7.     Safety  in  Public  Diseases  and  Danger. 

1  TTE  who  hath  made  his  refuge — God, 

J- J-   Shall  find  a  most  secure  abode ; 
Shall  walk  all  day  beneath  his  shade, 
And  there,  at  night,  shall  rest  his  head. 


PSALM  91.  189 


2  [Then  will  I  say,  'My  God,  thy  power 
'  Shall  be  my  fortress  and  my  tower ; 

1 1,  that  am  form'd  of  feeble  dust, 
'Make  thine  almighty  arm  my  trust.' 

3  Thrice  happy  man !  thy  Maker's  care 
Shall  keep  thee  from  the  fowler's  snare ; — 
Satan,  the  fowler,  who  betrays 
Unguarded  souls  a  thousand  ways.] 

4  Just  as  a  hen  protects  her  brood, 
(From  birds  of  prey  that  seek  their  blood,) 
Under  her  feathers,  so  the  Lord 

Makes  his  own  arm  his  people's  guard. 
e  5  If  burning  beams  of  noon  conspire 

To  dart  a  pestilential  fire, 
o  God  is  their  life  :  his  wings  are  spread, 

To  shield  them  with  a  healthful  shade, 
e  6  If  vapours,  with  malignant  breath, 

Rise  thick,  and  scatter  midnight  death, 
o  Israel  is  safe  :  the  poison'd  air 

Grows  pure,  if  Israel's  God  be  there. 

PAUSE. 

— 7  [What  though  a  thousand  at  thy  side, 
At  thy  right  hand  ten  thousand  dy'd : 
Thy  God  his  chosen  people  saves, 
Amongst  the  dead,  amidst  the  graves. 

8  So,  when  he  sent  his  angel  down 
To  make  his  wrath  in  Egypt  known, 
And  slew  their  sons ;  his  careful  eye 
Pass'd  all  the  doors  of  Jacob  by.] 

9  But  if  the  fire,  or  plague,  or  sword, 
Receive  commission  from  the  Lord, 
To  strike  his  saints  among  the  rest ; 

o  Their  very  pains  and  deaths  are  blest. 

10  The  sword,  the  pestilence,  or  fire, 
Shall  but  fulfil  their  best  desire  ; 
From  sins  and  sorrows  set  them  free, 
And  bring  thy  children,  Lord,  to  thee. 

C.  M.  Mear.  [*] 

V.  9 — 16.     Guard  of  angels,  Victory  and  Deliverance. 

1  ["\7"E  sons  °f  men>  a  feeble  race, 
Expos'd  to  ev'rv  snare, 


190 


PSALM  92. 


Come,  make  the  Lord  your  dwelling  place, 
And  try,  and  trust  his  care. 

2  No  ill  shall  enter  where  you  dwell; 
Or,  if  the  plague  come  nigh, 

And  sweep  the  wicked  down  to  hell ; 
'Twill  raise  his  saints  on  high. 

3  He'll  give  his  angels  charge  to  keep 
Your  feet  in  all  their  ways  : 

To  watch  your  pillow  while  you  sleep, 
And  guard  your  happy  days. 

4  Their  hands  shall  bear  you,  lest  you  fall, 
And  dash  against  the  stones ; 

Are  they  not  servants  at  his  call, 
And  sent  t'  attend  his  sons  ? 

5  Adders  and  lions  ye  shall  tread ; 
The  tempter's  wiles  defeat ; 

He  that  hath  broke  the  serpent's  head, 
Puts  them  beneath  your  feet. 

6  '  Because  on  me  they  set  their  love, 
1  I'll  save  them,'  saith  the  Lord ; 

*  Pll  bear  their  joyful  souls  above 

*  Destruction  and  the  sword. 

7  ' My  grace  shall  answer  when  they  call ; 
1  In  trouble  I'll  be  nigh  ; 

1  My  pow7er  shall  help  them  when  they  fall, 
4  And  raise  them  when  they  die. 

8  '  Those  that  on  earth  my  name  have  known, 
c  I'll  honour  them  in  heaven  : 

*  There  my  salvation  shall  be  shown, 

'And  endless  life  be  given.'] 

PSALM  92.  tTTM.   1st  Part.  Green's.  [*] 

J  Psalm  far  the  Lord's  Day. 

1   CJWEET  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King, 
►3  To  praise  thy  name,  give  thanks,  and  sing ; 

To  show  thy  love  by  morning  light, 

And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  at  night. 
e  2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest ; 

No  mortal  cares  shall  seize  my  breast : 
— Oh,  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 

Like  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound ! 
s     3  My  heart  shall  triumph  in  my  Lord, 

And  bless  his  works,  and  bless  his  word  * 


PSALM  92,  93.  191 


e  Thy  works  of  grace,  how  bright  they  shine  ! 

e  How  deep  thy  counsels !  how  divine  ! 

— 4  Fools  never  raise  their  thoughts  so  high ; 

e  Like  brutes  they  live,  like  brutes  they  die ; 

— Like  grass  they  flourish,  till  thy  breath 

d  Blast  them  in  everlasting  death. 

o  5  But  I  shall  share  a  glorious  part, 

When  grace  hath  well  refin'd  my  heart ; 

And  fresh  supplies  of  joy  are  shed, 

Like  holy  oil,  to  cheer  my  head. 

6  [Sin,  (my  worst  enemy  before,) 

Shall  vex  my  eyes  and  ears  no  more ; 

My  inward  foes  shall  all  be  slain, 

Nor  Satan  break  my  peace  again.] 
g  7  Then  shall  I  see,  and  hear,  and  know 

All  I  desir'd  or  wish'd  below  ; 

And  ev'ry  power  find  sweet  employ 

In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 

L.  M.  2nd  Part.  Quercy.  [*] 

The  Church,  the  Garden  of  God. 

1  T    ORD,  'tis  a  pleasant  thing  to  stand 
J-^   In  gardens  planted  by  thy  hand  ; 

Let  me  within  thy  courts  be  seen, 
Like  a  young  cedar,  fresh  and  green. 

2  There  grow  thy  saints  in  faith  and  love, 
Blest  with  thine  influence  from  above  ; 
Not  Lebanon,  with  all  its  trees, 

Yields  such  a  comely  sight  as  these. 

3  The  plants  of  grace  shall  ever  live  ; 
(Nature  decays,  but  grace  must  thrive ;) 
Time,  that  does  all  things  else  impair, 
Still  makes  them  flourish  strong  and  fair. 

4  Laden  with  fruits  of  age,  they  shew 
The  Lord  is  holy,  just  and  true ; 
None  that  attend  his  gates  shall  find 
A  God  unfaithful  or  unkind. 

PSALM  93.  L.  M.  1st  Part.  Old  Hundred.  [*] 

The  Eternal  and  Sovereign  God. 

1    TEHOVAH  reigns ;  he  dwells  in  light, 


Girded  with  majesty  and  might , 
The  world,  created  by  his  hands, 
Still  on  its  first  foundation  stands 


192 PSALM  93. 

e  2  But  ere  this  spacious  world  was  made, 

Or  had  its  first  foundations  laid, 

Thy  throne  eternal  ages  stood, 

Thyself,  the  ever-living  God. 
o  3  Like  floods,  the  angry  nations  rise, 

And  aim  their  rage  against  the  skies: 
e  Vain  floods — that  aim  their  rage  so  high  ! 
— At  thy  rebuke  the  billows  die. 

4  For  ever  shall  thy  throne  endure; 

Thy  promise  stands  for  ever  sure  : 

And  everlasting  holiness 

Becomes  the  dwellings  of  thy  grace. 
P.  M.    1st  Part.    Walworth.  [*] 

God's  Majesty,  and  Sovereign  Dominion. 

1  riiHE  Lord  of  glory  reigns,  he  reigns  on  high; 
JL  His  robes  of  state  are  strength  and  majesty; 
This  wide  creation  rose  at  his  command, 
Built  by  his  word,  and  'stablish'd  by  his  hand: 

g  Long  stood  his  throne,  ere  he  began  creation, 
And  his  own  Godhead — is  the  firm  foundation. 

e  2  God  is  th'  eternal  King :  thy  foes  in  vain 
Raise  their  rebellion,  to  confound  thy  reign : 
In  vain  the  storms,  in  vain  the  floods  arise, 
And  roar,  and  toss  their  waves  against  the  skies; 
Foaming  at  heaven,  they  rage  with  wild  com- 
motion ;  [ocean. 
But  heaven's  high  arches  scorn  the  swelling 

d  3  Ye  tempests,  rage  no  more ;  ye  floods,  be  still ; 
And  the  mad  world,  obedient  to  his  will  : 
Built  on  his  truth,  his  church  must  ever  stand  : 
Firm  are  his  promises,  and  strong  his  hand  : 
See  his  own  sons,  when  they  appear  before  him, 
Bow  at  his  footstool,  and  with  fear  adore  him. 
P.  M.  2nd  Part.  Dalston.  [*] 

God's  Power,  and  Zions  Safety. 

1  rjlHE  Lord  Jehovah  reigns, 

A    And  royal  state  maintains ; 
His  head  with  awful  glories  crown'd , 

Array'd  in  robes  of  light, 

Begirt  with  sovereign  might, 
And  rays  of  majesty  around. 

2  Upheld  by  his  commands, 
The  world  securely  stands, 

And  skies  and  stars  obey  thy  word  * 


PSALM  94.  193 


Thy  throne  was  fix'd  on  high, 
Before  the  starry  sky : 
Eternal  is  thy  kingdom,  Lord. 

3  In  vain  the  noisy  crowd, 
Like  billows  fierce  and  loud, 

Against  thine  empire  rage  and  roar ; 

In  vain  with  angry  spite 

The  surly  nations  fight, 
And  dash  like  waves  against  the  shore. 

4  Let  floods  and  nations  rage, 
And  all  their  powers  engage, — 

Let  swelling  tides  assault  the  sky : 
The  terrours  of  thy  frown 
Shall  beat  their  madness  down ; 

Thy  throne  for  ever  stands  on  high. 

5  Thy  promises  are  true, 
Thy  grace  is  ever  new ; 

There  fix'd,  thy  church  shall  ne'er  remove : 

Thy  saints,  with  holy  fear, 

Shall  in  thy  courts  appear, 
And  sing  thine  everlasting  love. 


PSALM  94.  C.  M.  1st  Part,  [b] 

V.  1,  2,  7 — 14. — Saints  chastised,  and  Sinners  destroyed. 

1  [  /~\   GOD  !  to  whom  revenge  belongs, 

V>F   Proclaim  thy  wrath  aloud  ; 
Let  sovereign  power  redress  our  wrongs ; 
Let  justice  smite  the  proud. 

2  They  say,  '  The  Lord  nor  sees  nor  hears ;' 
When  will  the  fools  be  wise  ? 

Can  he  be  deaf,  who  form'd  their  ears  ? 
Or  blind,  who  made  their  eyes  ? 

3  He  knows  their  impious  thoughts  are  vain, 
And  they  shall  feel  his  power ; 

His  wrath  shall  pierce  their  souls  with  pain, 
In  some  surprising  hour. 

4  But  if  thy  saints  deserve  rebuke, 
Thou  hast  a  gentler  rod  ; 

Thy  providences,  and  thy  book, 
Shall  make  them  know  their  God. 

5  Blest  is  the  man  thy  hands  chastise, 
And  to  his  duty  draw  : 

17 


194  PSALM  94,  95. 


Thy  scourges  make  thy  children  wise, 

When  they  forget  thy  law. 
6  But  God  will  ne'er  east  off  his  saints. 

Nor  his  own  promise  break  : 
He  pardons  his  inheritance 

For  their  Redeemer's  sake.] 

C.  M.  2nd  Part.  Reading.  [!>] 

V.  16 — 23.     Deliverauci  from  Temptation  and  Persecution 

1  X^HO  will  arise,  and  plead  my  right, 

▼  ▼     Against  my  num'rous  foes; 
While  earth  and  hell  their  force  unite, 
And  all  my  hopes  oppose ! 

2  Had  not  the  Lord,  my  Rock,  my  Help, 
Sustain'd  my  fainting  head, 

e  My  life  had  now  in  silence  dwelt, 

My  soul  amongst  the  dead, 
p  3  *  Alas,  my  sliding  feet !'  I  cry'd, 
—    Thy  promise  was  my  prop  ; 

Thy  grace  stood  constant  by  my  side, 
9      Thy  Spirit  bore  me  up. 
e  4  While  multitudes  of  mournful  thoughts 

Within  my  bosom  roll  ; 
o  Thy  boundless  love  forgives  my  faults, 

Thy  comforts  cheer  my  soul. 
— 5  Powers  of  iniquity  may  rise, 

And  frame  pernicious  laws ; 
o  But  God,  my  refuge,  rules  the  skies ; 

He  will  defend  my  cause. 
— 6  Let  malice  vent  her  rage  aloud ; 

Let  bold  blasphemers  scoff; 
g  The  Lord  our  God  shall  judge  the  proud, 

And  cut  the  sinners  off. 

PSALM  95.  C.  M.  Bedford.  Plymouth.  [*] 

A  Psalm  before  Prayer. 

1  CHNG  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name, 
>3  And  in  his  strength  rejoice ; 

When  his  salvation  is  our  theme, 
Exalted  be  our  voice. 

2  With  thanks  approach  his  awful  sight, 
And  psalms  of  honour  sing  ; 


PSALM  95.  195 


The  Lord's  a  God  of  boundless  might, 
The  whole  creation's  King. 

3  Let  princes  hear,  let  angels  know, 
How  mean  their  natures  seem, 

(Those  gods  on  high,  and  gods  below,) 
When  once  compar'd  with  him. 

4  Earth,  with  its  caverns  dark  and  deep, 
Lies  in  his  spacious  hand ; 

He  flx'd  the  seas  what  bounds  to  keep, 
And  where  the  hills  must  stand. 
e  5  Come,  and  with  humble  souls  adore ; 
Come,  kneel  before  his  face ; 
Oh  may  the  creatures  of  his  power 
Be  children  of  his  grace  ! 
e  6  Now  is  the  time  :  he  bends  his  ear, 

And  waits  for  your  request ; 
o  Come,  lest  he  rouse  his  wrath,  and  swear, 
4  Ye  shall  not  see  my  rest.' 

S.  M.  Peckham.  [*] 

A  Psalm  before  Sermon. 

1  /^  OME,  sound  his  praise  abroad, 
Vy    And  hymns  of  glory  sing ; 

Jehovah  is  the  sovereign  God, 
The  universal  King. 

2  He  form'd  the  deeps  unknown ; 
He  gave  the  seas  their  bound ; 

The  wat'ry  worlds  are  all  his  own, 

And  all  the  solid  ground. 
e  3      Come,  worship  at  his  throne ; 

Come,  bow  before  the  Lord : 
— We  are  his  work,  and  not  our  own, 

He  form'd  us  by  his  word. 

4  To-day  attend  his  voice, 
Nor  dare  provoke  his  rod ; 

Come,  like  the  people  of  his  choice, 
And  own  your  gracious  God. 

5  [But  if  your  ears  refuse 
The  language  of  his  grace, 

And  hearts  grow  hard,  like  stubborn  Jews, 
That  unbelieving  race  ; 

6  The  Lord,  in  vengeance  dress'd, 
Will  lift  his  hand  and  swear. 


96  PSALM  95,  96. 


d  *  You  that  despis'd  my  promis'd  rest, 
'Shall  have  no  portion  there.'] 
L.  M.  Blendon.  Leeds.  [*] 

V.  1,  2,  3,  G — 11. —  Canaan  lost  through  Unbelief. 

1  [/^OME,  let  our  voices  join  to  raise 

Vy   A  sacred  sons  of  solemn  praise  : 
God  is  a  sovereign  King,  rehearse 
His  honours  in  exalted  verse.] 

2  Come,  let  our  souls  address  the  Lord, 
Who  fram'd  our  natures  with  his  word ; 

o  He  is  our  Shepherd ;  we  the  sheep, 
His  mercy  chose,  his  pastures  keep. 

— 3  Come,  let  us  hear  his  voice  to-day, 
The  counsels  of  his  love  obey  ; 

e  Nor  let  our  harden'd  hearts  renew 
The  sins  and  plagues  that  Israel  knew. 
4  Israel,  who  saw  his  works  of  grace, 
Tempted  their  Maker  to  his  face ; 
A  faithless,  unbelieving  brood, 
That  tir'd  the  patience  of  their  God ! 

d  5  [Thus  saith  the  Lord, '  How  false  they  prove! 
1  Forget  my  pow'r ;  abuse  my  love  : 
'  Since  they  despise  my  rest,  I  swear, 
'Their  feet  shall  never  enter  there.' 

a  6  Look  back,  my  soul,  with  holy  dread, 
And  view  those  ancient  rebels  dead  : 

— Attend  the  offer'd  grace  to-day, 
Nor  lose  the  blessing  by  delay. 

o  7  Seize  the  kind  promise,  while  it  waits, 
And  march  to  Zion's  heavenly  gates : 
Believe,  and  take  the  promis'd  rest ; 
Obey,  and  be  for  ever  blest. 

PSALM  96.  C.  M.  Arundel.  Christinas.  [*] 

V.  1 — 10,  &c. —  Christ's  First  and  Second  Coming. 

1  CUNG  to  the  Lord,  ye  distant  lands, 
►3  Ye  tribes  of  ev'ry  tongue  ; 

His  new  discover'd  grace  demands 
A  new  and  nobler  song. 

2  Say  to  the  nations,  Jesus  reigns, 
God's  own  almighty  Son  : 

e  His  power  the  sinking  world  sustains, 
o       And  grace  surrounds  his  throne. 


PSALM  96.  197 


— 3  Let  heaven  proclaim  the  joyful  day, 
o      Joy  through  the  earth  be  seen  ; 
Let  cities  shine  in  bright  array, 

And  fields  in  cheerful  green. 
4  Let  an  unusual  joy  surprise 

The  islands  of  the  sea  : 
d  Ye  mountains,  sink,  ye  valleys,  rise ; 

Prepare  the  Lord  his  way. 
o  5  Behold,  he  comes,  he  comes  to  bless 

The  nations,  as  their  God ; 
o  To  show  the  world  his  righteousness, 

And  send  his  truth  abroad. 
g  6  But  when  his  voice  shall  raise  the  dead, 

And  bid  the  world  draw  near; 
a  How  will  the  guilty  nations  dread, 

To  see  their  Judge  appear ! 

P.  M.  St.  Helen's.  [*] 

The  God  of  the  Gentiles. 

1  T    ET  all  the  earth  their  voices  raise, 
J-^  To  sing  the  choicest  psalm  of  praise  ; 
To  sing  and  bless  Jehovah's  name  : 

His  glory  let  the  heathens  know ; 
His  wonders  to  the  nations  show ; 
And  all  his  saving  works  proclaim. 

2  The  heathens  know  thy  glory,  Lord, 
The  wond'ring  nations  read  thy  word ; 

o      Among  us  is  Jehovah  known  : 
Our  worship  shall  no  more  be  paid 
To  gods  which  mortal  hands  have  made . 

o      Our  Maker  is  our  God  alone. 

3  He  fram'd  the  globe,  He  built  the  sky 
He  made  the  shining  worlds  on  high, 

And  reigns  complete  in  glory  there ; 
— His  beams  are  majesty  and  light ; 
b  His  beauties,  how  divinely  bright ! 

His  temple,  how  divinely  fair ! 
g  4  Come,  the  great  day,  the  glorious  hour, 
When  earth  shall  feel  his  saving  power, 
And  barb'rous  nations  fear  his  name ; 
Then  shall  the  race  of  men  confess 
The  beauty  of  his  holiness, 

And,  in  his  courts,  his  grace  proclaim. 
17* 


198  PS ALM  97. 


PSALM  97.  L.  M.   1st  Part.  Psalm  91th.  [*] 

Ver.  1 — 5. —  Christ  th(    ^<>r<  reign  Judge. 

1  XX  E  reigns— the  Lord,  the  Saviour  reigns : 
XX  Praise  him  in  evangelic  strains : 
o  Let  the  whole  earth  in  songs  rejoice  ; 

And  distant  islands  join  their  voice, 
e  2  Deep  are  his  counsels,  and  unknown ; 
o  But  grace  and  truth  support  his  throne : 
e  Though  gloomy  clouds  his  way  surround, 
— Justice  is  their  eternal  ground, 
g  3  In  robes  of  judgment,  lo,  he  comes! 

Shakes  the  wide  earth,  and  cleaves  the  tombs , 

Before  him  burns  devouring  fire ! 

The  mountains  melt,  the  seas  retire ! 
— 4  His  enemies,  with  sore  dismay, 

Fly  from  the  sight  and  shun  the  day : 
o  Then  lift  your  heads,  ye  saints,  on  high, 
u  And  sinfe,  for  your  redemption's  nigh. 
L.  M.  2nd  Part.  Old  Hundred.  [*] 

Ver.  6 — 0. — Christ's  Incarnation. 

1   f  I^HE  Lord  is  come :  the  heavens  proclaim 
-L    His  birth  ;  the  nations  learn  his  name : 

An  unknown  star  directs  the  road 

Of  eastern  sages  to  their  God. 
g  2  All  ye  bright  armies  of  the  skies, 

Go  worship  where  the  Saviour  lies  ; 

Angels  and  kings,  before  him  bow, 

Those  gods  on  high  and  gods  below. 
— 3  Let  idols  totter  to  the  ground, 

And  their  own  worshippers  confound  ; 
o  But  Judah  shout,  but  Zion  sing, 
— And  earth  confess  her  sovereign  King. 
L.  M.  3rd  Part.  Green's.  [*] 

Grace  and  Glory. 

1  rflHE  Almighty  reigns,  exalted  high 
X    O'er  all  the  earth,  o'er  all  the  sky 

e  Though  clouds  and  darkness  veil  his  feet, 

o  His  dwelling  is  the  mercy-seat. 

— 2  O  ye,  who  love  his  holy  name, 
Hate  ev'ry  work  of  sin  and  shame  : 
He  guards  the  souls  of  all  his  friends, 
And  from  the  snares  of  hell  defends 


PSALM  97,  98. 199 

o  3  Immortal  light,  and  joys  unknown, 
Are  for  the  saints  in  darkness  sown ; 
These  glorious  seeds  shall  spring  and  rise, 
And  the  bright  harvest  bless  our  eyes. 

o  4  Rejoice,  ye  righteous,  and  record 
The  sacred  honours  of  the  Lord  ; 

—None,  but  the  soul  that  feels  his  grace, 
Can  triumph  in  his  holiness. 

C.  M.  Mitcham.  Mear.  [*] 

V.  1,  3,  5 — 7,  11. — Christ's  Incarnation,  and  the  Judgment. 

1  ~X7"E  shores  and  isles  of  ev'ry  sea, 
JL    Rejoice — the  Saviour  reigns ; 
His  word,  like  fire,  prepares  his  way, 
And  mountains  melt  to  plains. 
o  2  His  presence  sinks  the  proudest  hills, 

And  makes  the  valleys  rise  ; 
— The  humble  soul  enjoys  his  smiles, 
e      The  haughty  sinner  dies. 
o  3  The  heavens  his  rightful  power  proclaim ; 
e      The  idol  gods  around 

Fill  their  own  worshippers  with  shame, 
And  totter  to  the  ground. 
—4  Adoring  angels,  at  his  birth, 
Make  the  Redeemer  known  : 
g  Thus  shall  he  come — to  judge  the  earth — 

And  angels  guard  his  throne. 
o  5  His  foes  shall  tremble  at  his  sight, 

And  hills  and  seas  retire ; 
o  His  children  take  their  unknown  flight, 
—    And  leave  the  world  on  fire. 
6  The  seeds  of  joy  and  glory,  sown 
For  saints  in  darkness  here, 
o  Shall  rise  and  spring  in  worlds  unknown, 
And  a  rich  harvest  bear. 

PSALM  98.  CM.  1st  Part.  Sunday.  [*J 

Praise  for  the  Gospel. 

1  rjlO  our  almighty  Maker,  God, 

J-    New  honours  be  address'd ; 
His  great  salvation  shines  abroad, 
And  makes  the  nations  blest. 

2  He  spake  the  word  to  Abraham  first  * 
His  truth  fulfils  his  grace: 


200 PSALM  98,  99. 

The  Gentiles  make  his  name  their  trust, 
And  learn  his  righteousness. 
o  3  Let  the  whole  earth  his  love  proclaim, 

With  all  her  different  tongues; 
u  And  spread  the  honours  of  his  name, 

In  melody  and  somis.  St.  Martin's. 

C.  M.  2nd  Part.  Arundel.  Bethlehem.  [*] 

The  Messiah's  Coming  and  Kingdom. 

1     FOY  to  the  w  orld — the  Lord  is  come  ! 

•J    Let  earth  receive  her  King : 
o  Let  every  heart  prepare  him  room, 
u      And  heaven  and  nature  sing. 
— 2  Joy  to  the  earth — the  Saviour  reigns ! 

Let  men  their  scngs  employ ; 
o  While  fields  and  floods,  rocks,  hills  and  plains, 

Repeat  the  sounding  joy. 
e  3  No  more  let  sins  and  sorrows  grow, 

Nor  thorns  infest  the  ground  ; 
o  He  comes  to  make  his  blessings  flow, 

Far  as  the  curse  is  found. 
g  4  He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace ; 

And  makes  the  nations  prove 
The  glories  of  his  righteousness, 

And  wonders  of  his  love. 

PSALM  99.  S.  M.  1st  Part.  Peckham.  [*] 

Christ's  Kingdom  and  Majesty. 

1   fTlHE  God,  Jehovah,  reigns! 
A    Let  all  the  nations  fear ; 
e  Let  sinners  tremble  at  his  throne, 
e  And  saints  be  humble  there. 

— 2       Jesus,  the  Saviour,  reigns! 

Let  earth  adore  its  Lord  ; 
o  Bright  cherubs  his  attendants  stand, 

Swift  to  fulfil  his  word. 
— 3       In  Zion  is  his  throne  ; 

His  honours  are  divine : 
His  church  shall  make  his  wonders  known, 

For  there  his  glories  shine. 
e  4       How  holy  is  his  name  ! 

How  terrible  his  praise ! 
o  Justice,  and  truth,  and  judgment  join 

In  all  his  works  of  grace. 


PSALM  99,  100. 201 

S.  M.  2nd  Part.  Neivton.  Watchman.  [*] 

A  holy  God  tcorshipped  icith  Reverence. 

1  ~C1  XALT  the  Lord  our  God, 
X_i   And  worship  at  his  feet ; 
His  nature  is  all  holiness, 
And  mercy  is  his  seat. 
e  2      When  Israel  was  his  church, 
When  Aaron  was  his  priest, — 
When  Moses  cry'd,  when  Samuel  pray'd, 
He  gave  his  people  rest. 
— 3      Oft  he  forgave  their  sins, 

Nor  would  destroy  their  race ; 
And  oft  he  made  his  vengeance  known, 
When  they  abus'd  his  grace. 
o  4      Exalt  the  Lord  our  God, 

Whose* grace  is  still  the  same: 
—Still  he's  a  God  of  holiness, 
And  jealous  for  his  name. 

PSALM  100.  L.  M.  1st  Part.  Old  Hundred.  [*] 

A  plain  translation. — Praise  to  our  Creator. 

1  "V7"E  nations  of  the  earth,  rejoice 

JL   Before  the  Lord,  your  sovereign  King; 
o  Serve  him  with  cheerful  heart  and  voice ; 
o  With  all  your  tongues  his  glory  sing. 
e.  2  The  Lord  is  God ; — 'tis  he  alone 

Doth  life  and  breath  and  being  give  ; 

We  are  his  work,  and  not  our  own ; 

The  sheep  that  on  his  pastures  live, 
o  3  Enter  his  gates  with  songs  of  joy ; 

With  praises  to  his  courts  repair ; 

And  make  it  your  divine  employ, 

To  pay  your  thanks  and  honours  there. 
— 4  The  Lord  is  good  ;  the  Lord  is  kind ; 
o  Great  is  his  grace,  his  mercy  sure  ; 
g  And  the  whole  race  of  man  shall  find 

His  truth  from  age  to  age  endure. 

L.  M.  2nd  Part.  Old  Hundred.  [*] 

A  Paraphrase. 

1  [CJING  to  the  Lord  with  joyful  voice; 

k3  Let  ev'ry  land  his  name  adore ; 
The  northern  isles  shall  send  the  noise 
Across  the  ocean  to  the  shore.! 


202  PSALM  101 


e  2  Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 

Ye  nations,  bow  with  sacred  joy  ; 

Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone; 

He  can  create,  and  he  destroy. 
— 3  His  sovereign  power,  without  our  aid, 

Made  us  of  clay,  and  form'd  us  men ; 
e  And  when,  like  wand'ring  sheep,  we  stray'd, 
o  He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 
e  4  We  are  his  people,  we  his  care ; 

Our  souls  and  all  our  mortal  frame : 
o  What  lasting  honours  shall  we  rear, 

Almighty  Maker,  to  thy  name  ? 
s  5  We'll  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful  songs , 

High  as  the  heavens  our  voices  raise ; 

And  earth,  with  her  ten  thousand  tongues, 

Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  sounding  praise, 
g  6  Wide — as  the  world,  is  thy  command  ; 

Vast — as  eternity,  thy  love  : 

Firm — as  a  rock,  thy  truth  must  stand, 

When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move. 

PSALM  101.  L.  M.  Old  Hundred.  [*] 

The  Magistrate's  Psalm. 

1  "M/FERCY  and  judgment  are  my  song  ; 
-LtJL  And,  since  they  both  to  thee  belong, 

My  gracious  God,  my  righteous  King, 
To  thee  my  songs  and  vows  I  bring. 

2  If  I  am  rais'd  to  bear  the  sword, 
I'll  take  my  counsels  from  thy  word ; 
Thy  justice  and  thy  heavenly  grace 
Shall  be  the  pattern  of  my  ways. 

3  Let  wisdom  all  my  actions  guide, 
And  let  my  God  with  me  reside ; 

No  wicked  thing  shall  dwell  with  me, 
Which  may  provoke  thy  jealousy. 

4  No  sons  of  slander,  rage  and  strife 
Shall  be  companions  of  my  life  : 
The  haughty  look,  the  heart  of  pride 
Within  my  doors  shall  ne'er  abide. 

5  (I'll  search  the  land,  and  raise  the  just 
To  posts  of  honour,  wealth  and  trust ; 
The  men  who  work  thy  holy  will, 
Shall  be  my  friends  and  fav'rites  still.) 


PSALM  101,  102. 203 

6  In  vain  shall  sinners  hope  to  rise, 
By  flatt'ring  or  malicious  lies  : 
And  while  the  innocent  I  guard, 
The  bold  offender  sha'n't  be  spar'd. 

7  The  impious  crew,  that  factious  band, 
Shall  hide  their  heads,  or  quit  the  land ; 
And  all  who  break  the  public  rest, 
Where  I  have  power,  shall  be  suppress'd. 

C.  M.  Mear.  [*] 

A  Psalm,  for  a  Master  of  a  Family. 

1  /"^F  justice  and  of  grace  I  sing, 
V>J   And  pay  my  God  my  vows ; 

Thy  grace  and  justice,  heavenly  King, 
Teach  me  to  rule  my  house. 

2  Now  to  my  tent,  O  God,  repair, 
And  make  thy  servant  wise  ; 

I'll  suffer  nothing  near  me  there, 
That  shall  offend  thine  eyes. 

3  The  man  who  doth  his  neighbour  wrong, 
By  falsehood  or  by  force, 

The  scornful  eye,  the  sland'rous  tongue, — 
I'll  thrust  them  from  my  doors. 

4  I'll  seek  the  faithful  and  the  just, 
And  will  their  help  enjoy ; 

These  are  the  friends  whom  I  shall  trust, 
The  servants  I'll  employ. 

5  The  wretch,  who  deals  in  sly  deceit, 
I'll  not  endure  a  night : 

The  liar's  tongue  I  ever  hate, 
And  banish  from  my  sight. 

6  I'll  purge  my  family  around, 
And  make  the  wicked  flee  ; 

So  shall  my  house  be  ever  found 
A  dwelling  fit  for  thee. 


PSALM  102.  C.  M.  1st  Part.  China,  [b] 

Ver.  1—13,  20,  21.     A  Prayer  for  the  Afflicted. 

1  XTEAR  me,  O  God,  nor  hide  thy  face; 

JLJL  But  answer,  lest  I  die  : 
Hast  thou  not  built  a  throne  of  grace, 

To  hear  when  sinners  crv  ? 


204  PSALM  102. 


p  2  My  days  are  wasted,  like  the  smoke, 
Dissolving  in  the  air ; 
My  strength  is  dry'd  ;  my  heart  is  broke, 
And  sinking  in  despair. 

3  My  spirits  flag,  like  with'ring  grass, 
Burnt  with  excessive  heat ; 

In  secret  groans  my  minutes  pass, 
And  I  forget  to  eat. 

4  [As  on  some  lonely  building's  top, 
The  sparrow  tells  her  moan  ; — 

Far  from  the  tents  of  joy  and  hope, 
I  sit  and  grieve  alone. 

5  My  soul  is  like  a  wilderness, 
Where  beasts  of  midnight  howl : 

Where  the  sad  raven  finds  her  place, 
And  where  the  screaming  owl. 

6  Dark,  dismal  thoughts  and  boding  fears 
Dwell  in  my  troubled  breast ; 

While  sharp  reproaches  wound  mine  ears. 
Nor  give  my  spirit  rest. 

7  My  cup  is  mingled  with  my  woes, 
And  tears  are  my  repast : 

My  daily  bread,  like  ashes,  grows 
Unpleasant  to  my  taste. 

8  Sense  can  afford  no  real  joy, 
To  souls  that  feel  thy  frown ; 

Lord,  'twas  thy  hand  advanc'd  me  high ; 
Thy  hand  hath  cast  me  down. 

9  My  locks  like  wither'd  leaves  appear ; 
And  life's  declining  light 

Grows  faint  as  evening  shadows  are, 

That  vanish  into  night.] 
— 10  But  thou  for  ever  art  the  same, 

O  my  eternal  God  ! 
o  Ages  to  come  shall  know  thy  name, 

And  spread  thy  works  abroad, 
o  11  Thou  wilt  arise,  and  shew  thy  face  ; 

Nor  will  my  Lord  delay, 
Beyond  th'  appointed  hour  of  grace, 

That  long  expected  day. 
— 12  He  hears  his  saints,  he  knows  their  cry, 

And,  by  mysterious  ways, 


PSALM  102.  205 


Redeems  the  prisoners  doom'd  to  die, 
And  fills  their  tongues  with  praise.  Reading. 
C.  M.  2nd  Part.  St.  PauPs.  Zion.  [*] 

V.  13 — 21.     Prayer  heard,  and  Zion  restored. 

1  T~    ET  Zion  and  her  sons  rejoice — 
d      J-J  Behold  the  promis'd  hour  ! 
—Her  God  hath  heard  her  mourning  voice, 

And  comes  t'  exalt  his  power. 
e  2  Her  dust  and  ruins  that  remain 

Are  precious  in  our  eyes  : 
o  Those  ruins  shall  be  built  again, 

And  all  that  ''ust  shall  rise, 
g  3  The  Lord  will  raise  Jerusalem, 
And  stand  in  glory  there ; 
Nations  shall  bow  before  his  name, 
And  kings  attend  with  fear, 
p  4  He  sits  a  Sovereign  on  his  throne, 
With  pity  in  his  eyes ; 
He  hears  the  dying  prisoners  groan, 
And  sees  their  sighs  arise. 
— 5  He  frees  the  souls  condemn'd  to  death  ; 
And,  when  his  saints  complain, 
It  shaVt  be  said  that  praying  breath 
Was  ever  spent  in  vain. 
o  6  This  shall  be  known,  when  we  are  dead, 
And  left  on  long  record, — 
That  ages,  yet  unborn,  may  read, 
And  trust  and  praise  the  Lord. 
L.  M.  Dresden.  Leeds,  [b] 

V.  23 — 28.     Saints  die,  bat  Christ  and  the  Church  live. 

1  XT  is  the  Lord  our  Saviour's  hand, 
J-  Weakens  our  strength  amidst  the  race ; 
e  Disease  and  death,  at  his  command, 

x\rrest  us,  and  cut  short  our  days. 
o  2  Spare  us,  O  Lord,  aloud  we  pray, 

Nor  let  our  sun  go  down  at  noon : 
o  Thy  years  are  one  eternal  day, 
e  And  must  thy  children  die  so  soon ! 
—3  Yet,  in  the  midst  of  death  and  grief, 

This  thought  our  sorrow  shall  assuage ; 

'  Our  Father  and  our  Saviour  live  ; 

1  Christ  is  the  same  through  ev'ry  age.' 
18 


20G  PSALM  103. 


g  4  'Twas  He  this  earth's  foundation  laid; 

Heaven  is  the  building  of  his  hand  : 
e  This  earth  grows  old,  these  heavens  shall  fade, 

And  all  be  chang'd  at  his  command. 
— 5  The  starry  curtains  of  the  sky, 

Like  garments,  shall  be  laid  aside ; 
g  But  still  thy  throne  stands  firm  and  high; 

Thy  church  for  ever  must  abide, 
o  6  Before  thy  face  thy  church  shall  live, 

And  on  thy  throne  thy  children  reign : 
o  This  dying  world  shall  they  survive, 

And  the  dead  saints  be  rais'd  again. 

"PSALM  103.  L.  M.  1st  Part.  Nantwich.  [*] 

V.  1 — 7.      God's  Goodness  to  Soul  and  Body. 

1  "D  LESS,  O  my  soul,  the  living  God  ; 
-13  Call  home  thy  thoughts  that  rove  abroad ; 

o  Let  all  the  powers  within  me  join 
In  work  and  worship  so  divine. 

2  Bless,  O  my  soul,  the  God  of  grace ; 
His  favours  claim  thy  highest  praise ; 
Why  should  the  wonders  he  hath  wrought 
Be  lost  in  silence,  and  forgot  ? 

e  3  'Tis  he,  my  soul,  who  sent  his  Son, 
To  die  for  crimes  which  thou  hast  done ; 

o  He  owns  the  ransom,  and  forgives 
The  hourly  follies  of  our  lives. 

— 4  The  vices  of  the  mind  he  heals, 
And  cures  the  pains  that  nature  feels : 

o  Redeems  the  soul  from  hell,  and  saves 
Our  wasting  life  from  threatening  graves. 

— 5  Our  youth  decay'd  his  power  repairs ; 
His  mercy  crowns  our  growing  years : 
He  satisfies  our  mouth  with  good, 
And  fills  our  hope  with  heavenly  food. 
6  He  sees  the  oppressor,  and  the  oppress'd, 
And  often  gives  the  sufT'rers  rest ; 

g  But  will  his  justice  more  display 
In  the  great,  last,  rewarding  day. 

— 7  [His  power  he  shewed  by  Moses'  hands, 
And  gave  to  Israel  his  commands: 

e   But  sent  his  truth  and  mercy  down, 
To  all  the  nations, — by  his  Son. 





PSALM  103.  207 


— 8  Let  the  whole  earth  his  power  confess; 

Let  the  whole  earth  adore  his  grace  : 
o  The  Gentile  with  the  Jew  shall  join 

In  work  and  worship  so  divine.]       Brentford. 

L.  M.  2nd  Part.  Green's.  [*] 

Ver.  8 — IS.     God  Merciful  in  Chastisement. 

1  r  11  HE  Lord,  how  wondrous  are  his  ways! 

J-   How  firm  his  truth!  how  large  his  grace  ! 
He  takes  his  mercy  for  his  throne, — 
And  thence  he  makes  his  glories  known. 

2  Not  half  so  high  his  power  hath  spread 
The  starry  heavens  above  our  head, 

As  hi  •  rich  love  exceeds  our  praise  ; 
Exceeds  the  highest  hopes  we  raise. 

3  Not  half  so  far  has  nature  plac'd 
The  rising  morning  from  the  west, 
As  his  forgiving  grace  removes 
The  daily  guilt  of  those  he  loves. 

e  4  How  slowly  doth  his  wrath  arise ! 

o  On  swifter  wings  salvation  flies  : 

e  And,  if  he  lets  his  anger  burn, 

o  How  soon  his  frowns  to  pity  turn  ! 

— 5  Amidst  his  wrath  compassion  shines ; 

His  strokes  are  lighter  than  our  sins ; 

And  while  his  rod  corrects  his  saints, 

His  ear  indulges  their  complaints. 

6  [So  fathers  their  young  sons  chastise, 
With  gentle  hands  and  melting  eyes ; 
The  children  weep  beneath  the  smart, 
And  move  the  pity  of  their  heart. 

PAUSE. 

7  The  mighty  God,  the  wise  and  just, 
Knows  that  our  frame  is  feeble  dust ; 
And  will  no  heavy  loads  impose, 
Beyond  the  strength  that  he  bestows. 

8  He  knows  how  soon  our  nature  dies, 
Blasted  by  ev'ry  wind  that  flies ; 
Like  grass  we  spring,  and  die  as  soon, 
As  morning  flowers  that  fade  at  noon. 

9  But  his  eternal  love  is  sure 

To  all  the  saints,  and  shall  endure; 


208  PSALM  103. 


From  age  to  age  his  truth  shall  reign ; 
Nor  children's  children  hope  in  vain.] 
S.  M.  1st  Part.  Kitncorth.  Dover.  [*] 

V.  1 — 7.     Spiritual  ui<d  Temporal  Mircies. 

1    r\   BLESS  the  Lord,  my  soul; 
V^F  Let  all  within  me  join, 

And  aid  my  tongue  to  bless  his  name, 

Whose  favours  are  divine. 
o  2       O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ; 

Nor  let  his  mercies  lie, 
Forgotten  in  unthankfulness, 

And  without  praises  die. 
b  3      'Tis  he  forgives  thy  sins  ; 

'Tis  he  relieves  thy  pain ; 
'Tis  he  who  heals  thy  sicknesses, 

And  makes  thee  young  again. 
— 4       He  crowns  thy  life  with  love, 

When  ransom'd  from  the  grave  ; 
o  He,  who  redeem'd  my  soul  from  hell, 

Hath  sovereign  power  to  save. 
— 5      He  fills  the  poor  with  good  ; 

He  gives  the  sufT'rers  rest : 
o  The  Lord  hath  judgment  for  the  proud, 

And  justice  for  th'  oppress'd. 
— 6       His  wondrous  works  and  ways 

He  m^de  by  Moses  known  ; 
o  But  sent  the  world  his  truth  and  grace, 

By  his  beloved  Son. 
S.  M.  2nd  Part.   Watchman.  [*] 

V.  8 — 18.     Mercy  in  the  midst  of  Judgment. 

1  [~]\/|~Y  soul,  repeat  His  praise, 

-LtJL  Whose  mercies  are  so  great ; 
Whose  anger  is  so  slow  to  rise, 
So  ready  to  abate. 
e  2      God  will  not  always  chide  ; 

And  when  his  strokes  are  felt, 
His  strokes  are  fewer  than  our  crimes. 
And  lighter  than  our  guilt. 
o  3       High  as  the  heavens  are  rais'd 
Above  the  ground  we  tread ; 
So  far  the  riches  of  his  grace 

Our  highest  thoughts  exceed. 


PSALM  103,  104. 209 

-4      His  power  subdues  our  sins  ; 

And  his  forgiving  love, 
Far  as  the  East  is  from  the  West, 

Doth  all  our  guilt  remove. 

5  The  pity  of  the  Lord, 

To  those  that  fear  his  name, 
Is  such  as  tender  parents  feel ; 
He  knows  our  feeble  frame. 

6  He  knows  we  are  but  dust, 
Scatter'd  with  ev'ry  breath : 

His  anger,  like  a  rising  wind, 
Can  send  us  swift  to  death. 

7  Our  days  are  as  the  grass, 
Or  like  the  morning  flower ; 

If  one  sharp  blast  sweep  o'er  the  field, 
It  withers  in  an  hour. 

8  But  thy  compassions,  Lord, 
To  endless  years  endure  ; 

And  children's  children  ever  find 
Thy  words  of  promise  sure.] 
S.  M.  3rd  Part.  St.  Thomas's.  [*] 

V.  19 — 22.     God's  Dominion :  or.  Angelic  Praise. 

1  r  |i  HE  Lord,  the  sovereign  King, 

J-    Hath  fix'd  his  throne  on  high ; 
O'er  all  the  heavenly  world  he  rules, 
And  all  beneath  the  sky. 

2  Ye  angels,  great  in  might, 
And  swift  to  do  his  will, 

Bless  ye  the  Lord,  whose  voice  ye  hear, 
Whose  pleasure  ye  fulfil. 

3  Let  the  bright  hosts,  who  wait 
The  orders  of  their  King, 

And  guard  his  churches  when  they  pray, 
Join  in  the  praise  they  sing. 

4  While  all  his  wondrous  works, 
Through  his  vast  kingdom,  shew 

Their  Maker's  glory,  thou,  my  soul, 
Shalt  sing  his  graces  too. 


'M 


PSALM  104.  L.  M.  Blendon.  [*] 

God  glorious  in  Creation  and  Providence. 

Y  soul,  the  great  Creator  praise : 
When  cloth'd  in  his  celestial  rays, 

18* 


210  PSALM  104. 


He  in  full  majesty  appear-. 
And,  like  a  robe  his  glory  wears. 

[Note.      This  Psalm  may  be  sung  to  a  different  metre 
by  adding  the  following  two  lines  to  every  stanza,  viz. 

Great  is  the  Lord ;  what  tongue  can  frame 
An  equal  honour  to  his  name.] 

2  [The  heavens  are  for  his  curtains  spread ; 
TV  unfathom'd  deep  he  makes  his  bed ; 
Clouds  are  his  chariot,  when  he  flies 

On  winged  storms  across  the  skies.] 

3  Angels,  whom  his  own  breath  inspires, 
His  ministers,  are  flaming  fires ; 

As  swift  as  thought  their  armies  move, 
To  bear  his  vengeance,  or  his  love. 

4  The  world's  foundations  by  his  hand 
Are  pois'd,  and  shall  for  ever  stand ; 
He  binds  the  ocean  in  his  chain, 
Lest  it  should  drown  the  earth  again. 

5  [When  earth  was  cover'd  with  the  flood, 
Which  high  above  the  mountains  stood ; 
He  thunder'd,  and  the  ocean  fled, 
Confin'd  to  its  appointed  bed. 

6  The  swelling  billows  know  their  bound, 
And  in  their  channels  walk  their  round ; 
Yet  thence  convey'd  by  secret  veins, 
They  spring  on  hills,  and  drench  the  plains. 

7  He  bids  the  crystal  fountains  flow, 
And  cheer  the  valleys  as  they  go ; 
Tame  heifers  there  their  thirst  allay, 
And  for  the  stream  wild  asses  bray. 

8  From  pleasant  trees,  which  shade  the  brink, 
The  lark  and  linnet  light  to  drink; 

Their  songs  the  lark  and  linnet  raise, 
And  chide  our  silence  in  his  praise. 


PAUSE  THE  FIRST. 

9  God  from  his  cloudy  cistern  pours 
On  the  parch'd  earth  enriching  showers ; 
The  grove,  the  garden,  and  the  field, 
A  thousand  jov  ful  blessings  yield. 


PSALM  104. 


211 


10  He  makes  the  grassy  food  arise, 
And  gives  the  cattle  large  supplies ; 
With  herbs  for  man  of  various  power, 
To  nourish  nature,  or  to  cure. 

1 1  What  noble  fruit  the  vines  produce ! 
The  olive  yields  an  useful  juice  ; 

Our  hearts  are  cheer'd  with  gen'rous  wine  ; 
With  inward  joy  our  faces  shine. 
\2  O  bless  his  name,  ye  people,  fed 
With  nature's  chief  supporter,  bread  : 
While  bread  your  vital  strength  imparts, 
Serve  him  with  vigour  in  your  hearts. 

PAUSE  THE  SECOND. 

13  Behold  the  stately  cedar  stands, 
Rais'd  in  the  forests  by  his  hands ; 
Birds  to  the  boughs  for  shelter  fly, 
And  build  their  nests  secure  on  high. 

14  To  craggy  hills  ascends  the  goat; 
And,  at  the  airy  mountain's  foot, 
The  feebler  creatures  make  their  cell ; 
He  gives  them  wisdom  where  to  dwell. 

15  He  sets  the  sun  his  circling  race, 
Appoints  the  moon  to  change  her  face ; 
And,  when  thick  darkness  veils  the  day, 
Calls  out  wild  beasts  to  hunt  their  prey. 

16  Fierce  lions  lead  their  young  abroad, 
And,  roaring,  ask  their  meat  from  God ; 
But  when  the  morning  beams  arise, 
The  savage  beast  to  covert  flies. 

17  Then  man  to  daily  labour  goes ; 
The  night  was  made  for  his  repose  : 
Sleep  is  thy  gift,  that  sweet  relief 
From  tiresome  toil  and  wasting  grief. 

18  How  strange  thy  works!  how  great  thy  skill! 
And  ev'ry  land  thy  riches  fill : 

Thy  wisdom  round  the  world  we  see ; 
This  spacious  earth  is  full  of  thee. 

19  Nor  less  thy  glories  in  the  deep, 
Where  fish  in  millions  swim  and  creep ; 
With  wondrous  motions,  swift  or  slow, 
Still  wand'ring  in  the  pat  is  below. 


212  PSALM   105. 


20  There  ships  divide  the  wat'ry  way, 
And  flocks  of  scaly  monsters  play  ; 
There  dwells  the  huge  leviathan, 
And  foams  and  sports,  in  spite  of  man. 

PAUSE  THE  THIRD. 

21  Vast  are  thy  works,  almighty  Lord ; 
All  nature  rests  upon  thy  word ; 

And  the  whole  race  of  creatures  stand, 
Waiting  their  portion  from  thy  hand. 

22  While  each  receives  his  difPrent  food, 
Their  cheerful  looks  pronounce  it  good ; 
Lagles  and  bears,  and  whales  and  worms, 
Rejoice  and  praise  in  different  forms. 

23  But  when  thy  face  is  hid,  they  mourn, 
And,  dying,  to  their  dust  return ; 

Both  man  and  beast  their  souls  resign : 
Life,  breath,  and  spirit — all  are  thine. 

24  Yet  thou  canst  breathe  on  dust  again, 
And  fill  the  world  with  beasts  and  men ; 
A  word  of  thy  creating  breath 
Repairs  the  wastes  of  time  and  death.] 

25  His  works,  the  wonders  of  his  might, 
Are  honour'd  with  his  own  delight : 

e  How  awful  are  his  glorious  ways  ! 

The  Lord  is  dreadful  in  his  praise, 
p  26  The  earth  stands  trembling  at  thy  stroke. 

And  at  thy  touch  the  mountains  smoke : 
b  Yet  humble  souls  may  see  thy  face, 

And  tell  their  wants  to  sovereign  grace. 
— 21  In  thee  my  hopes  and  wishes  meet, 

And  make  my  meditations  sweet ; 
o  Thy  praises  shall  my  breath  employ, 

Till  it  expire  in  endless  joy. 
e  28  [While  haughty  sinners  die  accurst. 

Their  glory  buried  in  the  dust, 
o  I  to  my  God,  my  heavenly  King, 
o  Immortal  hallelujahs  sing.] 

PSALM  105.  C.  M.  Abridged.  Arundel.  [*] 

Covenant  with  .Abraham  remembered. 

1    /^  IVE  thanks  to  God,  invoke  his  name, 
vJ  And  tell  the  world  his  grace ; 
u  Sound  through  the  earth  his  deeds  of  fame, 
That  all  may  seek  his  face. 


PSALM  105. 


213 


o  2  [His  covenant,  which  he  kept  in  mind 

For  num'rous  ages  past, 
To  num'rous  ages  yet  behind, 

In  equal  force  shall  last.] 
— 3  He  sware  to  Abr'ham  and  his  Seed, 

And  made  the  blessings  sure  ; 
Gentiles  the  ancient  promise  read, 

And  find  his  truth  endure.] 
d  4  ['  Thy  seed  shall  make  all  nations  blest,' 

Said  the  Almighty  voice, 

I  And  Canaan's  land  shall  be  their  rest, 

'  The  type  of  heavenly  joys.' 
— 5  How  large  the  grant !  how  rich  the  grace, 

To  give  them  Canaan's  land ; 
When  they  were  strangers  in  the  place, 

A  little  feeble  band  !] 
6  (Like  pilgrims  through  the  countries  round 

Securely  they  remov'd ; 
And  haughty  kings,  who  on  them  frown'd, 

Severely  he  reprov'd.) 
d  7  { Touch  mine  anointed,  and  mine  arm 

i  Shall  soon  avenge  the  wrong ; 
*  The  man  that  does  my  prophets  harm 

'  Shall  know  their  God  is  strong.' 

8  Then  let  the  world  forbear  its  rage, 
Nor  put  the  church  in  fear  : 

Israel  must  live  through  ev'ry  age, 
And  be  th'  Almighty's  care.] 

PAUSE  THE  FIRST. 

9  When  Pharaoh  dar'd  to  vex  the  saints, 
And  thus  provok'd  their  God ; 

Moses  was  sent  at  their  complaints, 
Arm'd  with  his  dreadful  rod. 

10  [He  call'd  for  darkness ;  darkness  came, 
Like  an  o'erwhelming  flood : 

He  turn'd  each  lake,  and  ev'ry  stream, 
To  lakes  and  streams  of  blood. 

I I  He  gave  the  sign,  and  noisome  flies 
Through  the  whole  country  spread : 

And  frogs  in  croaking  armies  rise, 

About  the  monarch's  bed. 
12  Through  fields,  and  towns,  and  palaces, 

The  ten-fold  vengeance  flew ; 


214  PSALM  106. 


Locusts  in  swarms  devour'd  their  trees, 

And  hail  their  cattle  slew  : 
13  Then,  b\  an  angel's  midnight  stroke, 

The  flower  of  Egypt  d\  \1  : 
The  strength  of  ev'ry  house  was  broke, — 

Their  glory  and  their  pride, 
d  14  Now  let  the  world  forbear  its  rage, 

Nor  put  the  church  in  fear; 
Israel  must  live  through  ev'ry  age, 

And  be  th'  Almighty's  care. 

PAUSE  THE  SECOND. 

— 15  Thus  were  the  tribes  from  bondage  brought, 
And  left  the  hated  ground  : 
Each  some  Egyptian  spoils  had  got, 
And  not  one  feeble  found.] 

16  The  Lord  himself  chose  out  their  way, 
And  aiark'd  their  journeys  right ; 

Gave  them  a  leading  cloud  by  day, 
A  fiery  guide  by  night. 

17  They  thirst ;  and  waters  from  the  rock 
In  rich  abundance  flow  ; 

And,  foll'wing  still  the  course  they  took, 
Ran  all  the  desert  through. 
o  18  O  wondrous  stream !  O  blessed  type 

Of  ever  flowing  grace  ! 
o  So  Christ,  our  Rock,  maintains  our  life 

Through  all  this  wilderness. 
— 19  Thus  guarded  by  th'  Almighty  hand, 
The  chosen  tribes  possess'd 
Canaan,  the  rich,  the  promis'd  land, 
And  there  enjoy 'd  their  rest, 
g  20  Then  let  the  world  forbear  its  rage, 
The  Church  renounce  her  fear ; 
Israel  must  live  through  every  age, 
And  be  the  Almighty's  care. 

PSALM  106.  L.  M.  Shoel.  Castle-street,  p] 

Ver.  1 — 5. — Praise  to  God  ;  Communion  with  Saints. 

1   riiO  God,  the  great,  the  ever-blest, 
-i»    Let  songs  of  honour  be  address'd, — 


PSALM  106.  215 


His  mercy  firm  for  ever  stands ; 

Give  him  the  thanks  his  love  demands. 
j  2  Who  knows  the  wonders  of  thy  ways ! 

Who  shall  fulfil  thy  boundless  praise ! 
o  Blest  are  the  souls  who  fear  thee  still, 

And  pay  their  duty  to  thy  will. 
— 3  Remember  what  thy  mercy  did 

For  Jacob's  race,  thy  chosen  seed  ■ 

And,  with  the  same  salvation,  bless 

The  meanest  suppliant  of  thy  grace. 
o  4  O  may  I  see  thy  tribes  rejoice, 
o  And  aid  their  triumphs  with  my  voice ! 
— This  is  my  glory,  Lord,  to  be 

Join'd  to  thy  saints,  and  near  to  thee. 

S.  M.  Dover.  [*] 

V.  7,  8,  12 — 14,  43 — 48. — Israel  punished  and  pardoned. 

e  1   /^  OD  of  eternal  love, 

vJ*~  How  fickle  are  our  ways  ! 

And  yet,  how  oft  did  Israel  prove 

Thy  constancy  of  grace  ! 

—2       They  saw  thy  wonders  wrought, 

o  And  then  thy  praise  they  sung ; 

e  But  soon  thy  works  of  power  forgot, 

And  murmur'd  with  their  tongue 

— 3      Now  they  believe  his  word, 

o  While  rocks  with  rivers  flow  : 

e  Now  with  their  lusts  provoke  the  Lord, 

Till  he  reduce  them  low. 
— 4      Yet  when  they  mourn'd  their  faults, 
He  hearken'd  to  their  groans ; 
Brought  his  own  cov'nant  to  his  thoughts, 

And  call'd  them  still  his  sons. 
5      Their  names  were  in  his  book  ; 
He  sav'd  them  from  their  foes : 
Oft  he  chastis'd,  but  ne'er  forsook 
The  people  whom  he  chose. 
(a  6       Let  Israel  bless  the  Lord, 

Who  lov'd  their  ancient  race  : 
o  x\nd  Christians  join  the  solemn  word. 
Amen,  to  all  the  praise. 


16  PSALM  107. 


PSALM  107.  L.  M.  1st  Part.  Shoel  [*] 

Israel  led  to  Canaan;  Christians  to  Heaven. 

1  /^  IVE  thanks  to  God  : — he  reigns  above; 
vJT  Kind  are  his  thoughts ;  his  name  is  love ; 

His  mercy  ages  past  have  known, 
And  ages  long  to  come  shall  own. 

2  Let  the  redeemed  of  the  Lord 
The  wonders  of  his  grace  record  ; 
Israel,  the  nation  whom  he  chose, 
And  rescu'd  from  their  mighty  foes. 

3  [When  God's  almighty  arm  had  broke 
Their  fetters,  and  th'  Egyptian  yoke ; 
They  trae'd  the  desert,  wand'ring  round 
A  wild  and  solitary  ground  ! 

n4  There  they  could  find  no  leading  road, 
No  city  for  a  fix'd  abode ; 
Nor  food,  nor  fountain,  to  assuage 
Their  burning  thirst,  or  hunger's  rage.J 

5  In  their  distress,  to  God  they  cry'd  ; 
God  was  their  Saviour  and  their  Guide : 
He  led  their  march  far  wand'ring  round ; 
'Twas  the  right  path  to  Canaan's  ground. 

6  So,  when  our  first  release  we  gain 
From  sin's  own  yoke,  and  Satan's  chain, 
We  have  this  desert  world  to  pass, 

A  dang'rous  and  a  tiresome  place. 

7  He  feeds  and  clothes  us  all  the  way ; 
He  guides  our  footsteps,  lest  we  stray  ; 
He  guards  us  with  a  powerful  hand, 
And  brings  us  to  the  heavenly  land. 

o  8  O  let  us,  then,  with  joy  record 

The  truth  and  goodness  of  the  Lord ! 
e  How  great  his  works !  how  kind  his  ways ! 
u  Let  ev'ry  tongue  pronounce  his  praise. 

L.  M.  2nd  Part.  Bath.  [*] 

Correction  for  Sin  ;  Release  by  Prayer. 

1    1^1  ROM  age  to  age,  exalt  his  name  ; 

-T     God  and  his  grace  are  still  the  same 
He  fills  the  hungry  sod  with  food, 
And  feeds  the  poor  with  ev'ry  good. 


PSALM  107. 


217 


e  2  But,  if  their  hearts  rebel,  and  rise 
Against  the  God  who  rules  the  skies ; 
If  they  reject  his  heavenly  word, 
And  slight  the  counsels  of  the  Lord  ; — 

— 3  He'll  bring  their  spirits  to  the  ground, 
And  no  deliv'rance  shall  be  found  ; 

a  Laden  with  grief,  they  waste  their  breath 
Ih  darkness  and  the  shades  of  death. 

— 4  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raise  their  cries ; 

o  He  makes  the  dawning  light  arise, 
And  scatters  all  that  dismal  shade 
That  hung  so  heavy  round  their  head. 
5  He  cuts  the  bars  of  brass  in  two, 
And  lets  the  smiling  pris'ner  through ; 
Takes  off  the  load  of  guilt  and  grief, 
And  gives  the  laboring  soul  relief. 

o  6  Oh  may  the  sons  of  men  record 
The  wondrous  goodness  of  the  Lord  ! 

e  How  great  his  works !  how  kind  his  ways ! 

u  Let  ev'ry  tongue  pronounce  his  praise. 
L.  M.  3rd  Part.  PleyePs.  [*] 

Intemperance  punished  and  pardoned. 

1  [T7~AIN  man,  on  foolish  pleasures  bent, 

▼     Prepares  for  his  own  punishment ; 
What  pains,  what  loathsome  maladies 
From  luxury  and  lust  arise  ! 

2  The  drunkard  feels  his  vitals  waste ; 
Yet  drowns  his  health  to  please  his  taste ; 
Till  all  his  active  powers  are  lost, 

And  fainting  life  draws  near  the  dust. 

3  The  glutton  groans  and  loaths  to  eat ; 
His  soul  abhors  delicious  meat ; 
Nature,  with  heavy  loads  oppress'd, 
Would  yield  to  death  to  be  releas'd. 

4  Then  how  the  frighten'd  sinners  fly 
To  God  for  help,  with  earnest  cry ! 

He  hears  their  groans,  prolongs  their  breath, 
And  saves  them  from  approaching  death. 

5  No  med'cines  could  effect  the  cure, 
So  quick,  so  easy,  or  so  sure : 

The  deadly  sentence  God  repeals  ; 
He  sends  his  sovereign  word  and  heals. 
19 


218 


PSALM  107. 


6  Oh  may  the  sons  of  men  record 
The  wondrous  goodness  of  the  Cord; 
And  let  their  thankful  ofPring  prove 
How  they  adore  their  Maker's  love.] 

L.  M.  4th  Part.  Oporto.  [*] 

Drlii  rrinirr  from  Storm  iivrf  Shi/ncrec/c. 

1  W^OULD  you  behold  the  works  of  God, 

▼  ▼     His  wonders  in  the  world  abroad — 
Go  with  the  mariners,  and  trace 
The  unknown  regions  of  the  seas. 

2  They  leave  their  native  shores  behind, 
And  seize  the  favour  of  the  wind ; 

o  Till  God  commands — and  tempests  rise, 

That  heave  the  ocean  to  the  skies, 
o  3  Now  to  the  heavens  they  mount  amain ; 
e  Now  sink  to  dreadful  deeps  again  : 
— What  strange  affrights  young  sailors  feel, 

And  like  a  stagg'ring  drunkard  reel ! 
e  4  When  land  is  far,  and  death  is  nigh, 
p  Lost  to  all  hope,  to  God  they  cry  ; 
— His  mercy  hears  their  loud  address, 
o  And  sends  salvation  in  distress. 
o  5  He  bids  the  winds  their  wrath  assuage ; 

The  furious  waves  forget  their  rage  : 
— 'Tis  calm  ; — and  sailors  smile  to  see 

The  haven  where  they  wish'd  to  be. 
o  6  Oh  may  the  sons  of  men  record 

The  wondrous  goodness  of  the  Lord ! 
— Let  them  their  private  ofT'rings  bring, 
o  And  in  the  church  his  glory  sing. 

C.  M.   JVmrham.  [*] 


The  Mariner's  Psalm. 


1 


npHY  works  of  glory,  mighty  Lord, 


Thy  wonders  in  the  deeps, 
The  sons  of  courage  shall  record, 
Who  trade  in  floating  ships. 
o  2  At  thy  command  the  winds  arise, 

And  swell  the  tow'ring  waves  ; 
o  The  men,  astonish'd,  mount  the  skies, 
And  sink  in  gaping  graves. 


PSALM  107.  219 


— 3  [Again  they  climb  the  wat'ry  hills, 

And  plunge  in  deeps  again  ; 
Each  like  a  tott'ring  drunkard  reels, 

And  finds  his  courage  vain. 
d  4  Frighted  to  hear  the  tempest   roar, 

They  pant  with  flutt'riiig  breath ; 
And,  hopeless  of  the  distant  shore, 

Expect  immediate  death.] 
— 5  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raise  their  cries, 
o      He  hears  the  loud  request ; 
g  And  orders  silence  through  the  skies, 

And  lays  the  floods  to  rest. 
u  6  Sailors  rejoice  to  lose  their  fears, 

And  see  the  storm  allay'd : 
Now  to  their  eyes  the  port  appears ; 

There  let  their  vows  be  paid. 
— 7  'Tis  God  who  brings  them  safe  to  land ; 

Let  stupid  mortals  know, 
That  waves  are  under  his  command, 

And  all  the  winds  that  blow. 
o  8  Oh  that  the  sons  of  men  would  praise 

The  goodness  of  the  Lord ! 
-~And  those,  who  see  thy  wondrous  ways, 

Thy  wondrous  love  record. 

L.  M.  4th  Part.  Moreton.  Leeds.  [*] 

Colonies  and  Nations  blest  and  punished. 

1  [XM^HEN  God,provok'd  with  daring  crimes, 

▼  ▼     Scourges  the  madness  of  the  times, 
He  turns  the  fields  to  barren  sand, 
And  dries  the  rivers  from  the  land. 

2  His  word  can  raise  the  springs  again, 
And  make  the  withered  mountains  green ; 
Send  show'ry  blessings  from  the  skies, 
And  harvests  in  the  desert  rise.] 

3  Where  nothing  dwelt,  but  beasts  of  prey, 
Or  men  as  fierce  and  wild  as  they, 

God  bids  the  oppress'd  and  poor  repair, 
And  builds  them  towns  and  cities  there. 

4  They  sow  the  fields,  and  trees  they  plant, 
Whose  yearly  fruit  supplies  their  want ; 
Their  race  grows  up  from  fruitful  stocks, 
Their  wealth  increases  with  their  flocks 


220  PSALM  109. 


5  Thus  they  ute  blest :  hut  if  they  sin, 

e  He  lets  the  heathen  nations  in; 
A  savage  new  Invades  their  lands, 
Their  princes  die  by  barh'rous  hands. 

a  6  Their  captive  sons,  cxpos'd  to  scorn, 
Wander,  unpity'd  and  forlorn  : 
The  country  lies  unfene'd,  untill'd, 
And  desolation  spreads  the  field. 

— 7  Yet,  if  the  humbled  nation  mourns, 
Again  his  dreadful  hand  he  turns  ; 

o  Again  he  makes  their  cities  thrive, 
And  bids  the  dying  churches  live. 
8  [The  righteous,  with  a  joyful  sense, 
Admire  the  works  of  providence  ; 
And  tongues  of  Atheists  shall  no  more 
Blaspheme  the  God  whom  saints  adore.] 

e  9  How  few  with  pious  care  record 
These  wondrous  dealings  of  the  Lord  ! 

— But  wise  observers  still  shall  find 
The  Lord  is  holy,  just  and  kind. 

PSALM  109.  C.  M.  Abridge.  [*] 

Love  to  Enemies  ;  Example  of  Christ. 

1    /~i  OD  of  my  mercy  and  my  praise, 

vJT  Thy  glory  is  my  song ; 
o  Though  sinners  speak  against  thy  grace, 

With  a  blaspheming  tongue. 
— 2  When,  in  the  form  of  mortal  man, 

Thy  Son  on  earth  was  found, 
e  With  cruel  slanders,  false  and  vain, 

They  compass'd  him  around. 
— 3  Their  miseries  his  compassion  move, 

Their  peace  he  still  pursu'd  ; 
e  They  render  hatred  for  his  love, 

And  evil  for  his  good. 
—  4  Their  malice  rag'd  Without  a  cause; 
a      Yet,  with  his  dying  breath, 
— He  pray'd  for  murd'rers  on  his  cross, 

And  blest  his  foes  in  death. 
e  5  Lord,  shall  thy  bright  example  shine 

In  vain  before  my  eyes  ? 
— Give  me  a  soul  akin  to  thine, 

To  love  mine  enemies. 


PSALM  110.  221 


o  6  The  Lord  will  on  my  side  engage ; 

And,  in  my  Saviour's  name, 
o  I  shall  defeat  their  pride  and  rage, 

Who  slander  and  condemn. 

PSALM  110.  L.  M.  1st  Part.  Blendon.  [*] 

The  Exalted  Messiah's  Power  and  Grace. 

d  1  FXlHUS  the  eternal  Father  spake 

A    To  Christ,  the  Son  ;  '  Ascend  and  sit 
*  At  my  right  hand,  till  I  shall  make 
1  Thy  foes  submissive  at  thy  feet. 

o  2  i  From  Zion  shall  thy  word  proceed  ; 
'Thy  word,  the  sceptre  in  thy  hand, 
1  Shall  make  the  hearts  of  rebels  bleed, 
1  And  bow  their  wills  to  thy  command. 

g  3  '  That  day  shall  shew  thy  power  is  great, 
1  When  saints  shall  flock  with  willing  minds, 
'  And  sinners  crowd  thy  temple  gate, 
'Where  holiness  in  beauty  shines.' 

o  4  O  blessed  power !  O  glorious  day  ! 
What  a  large  vict'ry  shall  ensue  ! 

o  And  con vp its,  who  thy  grace  obey, 

Exceed  the  drops  of  morning  dew.       Oporto. 

L.  M.  2nd  Part.  Bath.  [*] 

The  Kingdom  and  Priesthood  of  Christ. 

1  [npHUS  the  great  Lord  of  earth  and  sea 
JL    Spake  to  his  Son,  and  thus  he  swore: 
'  Eternal  shall  thy  priesthood  be, 

1  And  change  from  hand  to  hand  no  more. 

2  '  Aaron  and  all  his  sons  must  die  : 
'  But  everlasting  life  is  thine, 
1  To  save  for  ever  those  who  fly 
4  For  refuge  from  the  wrath  divine. 

3  '  By  me  Melchisedec  was  made, 
1  On  earth,  a  king  and  priest  at  once  : 
1  And  thou,  my  heavenly  Priest,  shalt  plead, 
1  And  thou,  my  King,  shalt  rule  my  sons.' 

4  Jesus,  the  Priest,  ascends  his  throne ; 
While  counsels  of  eternal  peace, 
Between  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
Proceed  with  honour  and  success.        [spread, 

5  Through    the  whole    earth  his   reign  shall 
And  crush  the  powers  that  dare  rebel ; 

19* 


222 PSALM  110,  111. 

Then  will  he  judge  the  rising  dead, 
And  send  the  guilty  world  to  hell. 
6  Though,  while  he  treads  his  glorious  way, 
He  drinks  the  cup  of  tears  and  blood ; 
The  suff  rings  of  that  dreadful  day 
Shall  but  advance  him  near  to  God.] 
C.  M.  St.  Asaph's.  [*] 

Christ's  Kingdom  and  Priesthood. 

1     |"ESUS,  our  Lord,  ascend  thy  throne, 

J    And  near  thy  Father  sit : 
o  In  Zion  shall  thy  power  be  known, 

And  make  thy  foes  submit. 
e  2  What  wonders  shall  thy  gospel  do ! 
o      Thy  converts  shall  surpass 

The  num'rous  drops  of  morning  dew, 

And  own  thy  sovereign  grace. 
— 3  God  hath  pronoune'd  a  firm  decree, 

Nor  changes  what  he  swore  ; 
g  l  Eternal  shall  thy  priesthood  be, 

1  When  Aaron  is  no  more. 
— 4  '  Melchisedec,  that  wondrous  priest, 

'  That  King  of  high  degree, 
'  That  holy  man  who  Abraham  blest, 

4  Was  but  a  type  of  thee.' 
o  5  Jesus,  our  Priest,  for  £ver  lives, 

To  plead  for  us  above  : 
u  Jesus,  our  King,  for  ever  gives 

The  blessings  of  his  love, 
g  6  God  will  exalt  his  glorious  head, 

And  his  high  throne  maintain : 
Will  strike  the  powers  and  princes  dead, 

Who  dare  oppose  his  reign. 

PSALM  111.  C.  M.  1st  Part.  Mitcham.  [*] 

The  Wisdom  of  God  in  his  Works. 

1    C^ONGS  of  immortal  praise  belong 

^  To  my  Almighty  God  : 
He  has  my  heart,  and  he  my  tongue, 
To  spread  his  Name  abroad, 
e  2  How  great  the  works  his  hand  has  WTOught ' 

How  glorious  in  our  sight ! 

o  And  men  in  ev'ry  age  have  sought 

His  wonders  with  delight. 


PSALM  111,  112.  223 


e  3  How  most  exact  is  nature's  frame  ! 

How  wise  the  Eternal  Mind ! 
— His  counsels  never  change  the  scheme, 

That  his  first  thoughts  design'd. 
4  When  he  redeem'd  his  chosen  sons, 

He  fix'd  his  cov'nant  sure  : 
g  The  orders  that  his  lips  pronounce 

To  endless  years  endure. 
— 5  Nature  and  time,  and  earth  and  skies, 

Thy  heavenly  skill  proclaim  : 
e  What  shall  we  do  to  make  us  wise — 

But  learn  to  read  thy  Name  ? 
— 6  To  fear  thy  power,  to  trust  thy  grace, 

Is  our  divinest  skill ; 
And  he's  the  wisest  of  our  race, 

Who  best  obeys  thy  will.  Sunday. 

C.  M.  2nd  Part.  St.  Martin's.  [*] 

The  Perfections  of  God. 

1  [  /^  RE  AT  is  the  Lord  :  his  works  of  might 

V^B~  Demand  our  noblest  songs : 
Let  his  assembled  saints  unite 
Their  harmony  of  tongues. 

2  Great  is  the  mercy  of  the  Lord ; 
He  gives  his  children  food, 

And,  ever  mindful  of  his  word, 
He  makes  his  promise  good. 

3  His  Son,  the  great  Redeemer,  came, 
To  seal  his  cov'nant  sure ; 

Holy  and  rev'rend  is  his  name  ; 
His  ways  are  just  and  pure. 

4  They  who  would  grow  divinely  wise, 
Must  with  his  fear  begin  : 

Our  fairest  proof  of  knowledge  lies 
In  hating  ev'ry  sin.] 

PSALM  112.  P.  M.  Cumberland.  [*] 

The  Blessings  of  the  liberal  Man. 

1   FT1  HAT  man  is  blest,  who  stands  in  awe 
JL    Of  God,  and  loves  his  sacred  law ; 

His  seed  on  earth  shall  be  renown'd ; 
His  house  the  seat  of  wealth  shall  be, 
An  unexhausted  treasury, 

And  with  successive  honours  crown'd. 


224  PSALM  112. 


2  His  liberal  favours  he  extends; 
To  some  he  gives,  to  others  lends; 

A  gen'rous  pity  fills  his  mind  : 
Yet  what  his  charity  impairs, 
He  saves  by  prudence  in  affairs; 

And  thus  he's  just  to  all  mankind. 

3  His  hands,  while  they  his  alms  bestow'd, 
His  glory's  future  harvest  sow'd  : 

b      The  sweet  rememb'rance  of  the  just, 
Like  a  green  root,  revives,  and  bears 
A  train  of  blessings  for  his  heirs, 
When  dying  nature  sleeps  in  dust, 
g  4  Beset  with  threatening  dangers  round, 
Unmov'd  shall  he  maintain  his  ground; 
His  conscience  holds  his  courage  up : 
The  soul  that's  fill'd  with  virtue's  light, 
Shines  brightest  in  affliction's  night ; 
And  sees  in  darkness  beams  of  hope. 

PAUSE. 

5  [111  tidings  never  can  surprise 
His  heart  that  iix'd  on  God  relies ; 

Though  waves  and  tempests  roar  around ; 
Safe  on  a  Rock  he  sits,  and  sees 
The  shipwreck  of  his  enemies ; 

And  all  their  hopes  and  glory  drown'd. 

6  The  wicked  shall  his  triumph  see, 
And  gnash  their  teeth  in  agony, 

To  find  their  expectations  crost ; 
They,  and  their  envy,  pride  and  spite, 
Sink  down  to  everlasting  night, 

And  all  their  names  in  darkness  lost.] 

L.  M.  Oporto.  [*] 

Blessirigs  of  the  Pious  and  Charitable. 

1  rii  HRICE  happy  man,  who  fears  the  Lord, 
JL  Loves  his  commands,  and  trusts  his  word ; 

Honour  and  peace  his  days  attend, 

And  blessings  to  his  seed  descend. 
e  2  Compassion  dwells  upon  his  mind, 

To  works  of  mercy  still  inclin'd; 
—He  lends  the  poor  some  present  aid, 

Or  n\ves  them,  not  to  be  repaid. 
e  3  When  times  grow  dark,  and  tidings  spread. 

That  fill  his  neighbours  round  with  dread, 


PSALM  112,  113. 225 

o  His  heart  is  arm'd  against  the  fear, 

o  For  God  with  all  his  power  is  there. 

g  4  His  soul,  well  fix'd  upon  the  Lord, 
Draws  heavenly  courage  from  his  word ; 
Amidst  the  darkness  light  shall  rise, 
To  cheer  his  heart,  and  bless  his  eyes. 

—5  He  hath  dispers'd  his  alms  abroad  ; 
His  works  are  still  before  his  God ; 
His  name  on  earth  shall  long  remain, 
While  envious  sinners  fret  in  vain. 
C.  M.  St.  Ann's.  [*] 

Liberality  rewarded. 

1  XTAPPY  is  he  who  fears  the  Lord, 
JUL  And  follows  his  commands ; 

Who  lends  the  poor,  without  reward  ; 
Or  gives  with  liberal  hands. 

2  As  pity  dwells  within  his  breast, 
To  all  the  sons  of  need, — 

So  God  shall  answer  his  request, 
With  blessings  on  his  seed. 

3  No  evil  tidings  shall  surprise 
His  well  established  mind  : 

His  soul  to  God,  his  refuge,  flies, 
And  leaves  his  fears  behind. 

4  In  times  of  general  distress, 
Some  beams  of  light  shall  shine, 

To  shew  the  world  his  righteousness, 
And  give  him  peace  divine. 

5  His  works  of  piety  and  love 
Remain  before  the  Lord ; 

Honour  on  earth,  and  joys  above, 
Shall  be  his  sure  reward. 

PSALM  113.  P.  M.  Si.  Helen's.  [*] 

The  Majesty  and  Condescension  of  God. 

1  ^LT^E  who  delight  to  serve  the  Lord, 

-I    The  honours  of  his  name  record , 

His  sacred  name  for  ever  bless : 
Where'er  the  circling  sun  displays 
His  rising  beams,  or  setting  rays, 

Let  lands  and  seas  his  power  confess. 

2  Not  time,  nor  nature's  narrow  rounds, 
Can  give  his  vast  dominion  bounds ; 

The  heavens  are  far  below  his  height : 


226 PSALM  113.       

e  Let  no  created  greatness  dare 
Witli  our  eternal  God  compare, 
Arm'd  with  his  uncreated  might. 
e  3  lie  bows  his  glorious  head  to  new 
What  the  bright  hosts  of  angels  do, 
And  bends  his  care  to  mortal  tilings . 
— His  sovereign  hand  exalts  the  poor; 
He  takes  the  needy  from  the  door, 

And  makes  them  company  for  kings. 
4  [When  childless  families  despair, 
He  sends  the  blessing  of  an  heir, 
To  rescue  their  expiring  name ; 
The  mother,  with  a  cheerful  voice, 
Proclaims  his  praises  and  her  joys  : 
Let  ev'ry  age  advance  his  fame.] 
L.  M.  Quercy.  [*] 

God  Sovereign  and  Gracious. 

1  ["V^E  servants  of  th'  almighty  King, 

-1    In  ev'ry  age  his  praises  sing ; 
Where'er  the  sun  shall  rise  or  set, 
The  nations  shall  his  praise  repeat. 

2  Above  the  earth — beyond  the  sky, 
Stands  his  high  throne  of  majesty ; 
Nor  time  nor  place  his  power  restrain — 
Nor  bound  his  universal  reign. 

3  Which  of  the  sons  of  Adam  dare, 
Or  angels  with  their  God  compare  ? 
His  glories  how  divinely  bright, 
Who  dwells  in  uncreated  light ! 

4  Behold  his  love !  he  stoops  to  view 
What  saints  above  and  angels  do ; 
And  condescends,  yet  more,  to  know 
The  mean  affairs  of  men  below. 

5  From  dust,  and  cottages  obscure, 
His  grace  exalts  the4  humble  poor; 
Gives  them  the  honour  of  his  sons, 
And  fits  tham  for  their  heavenly  thrones. 

6  A  word  of  his  creating  voice 
Can  make  the  barren  house  rejoice  : 
Though  Sarah's  ninety  years  Were  past, 
The  promis'd  seed  is  born  at  last. 

7  With  joy  the  mother  views  her  son. 
And  tells  the  wonders  God  has  done 


PSALM  114,  115. 221 

Faith  may  grow  strong  when  sense  despairs ; 
If  nature  fails,  the  promise  bears.] 

PSALM  114.  L.  M.  Blendon.  [*] 

Miracles  attending  Israel's  Journey. 

I  X^THEN  Israel,  freed  from  Pharaoh's  hand, 
V  ▼     Left  the  proud  tyrant  and  his  land, 

The  tribes,  with  cheerful  homage,  own 

Their  King,  and  Judah  was  his  throne. 
e  2  Across  the  deep  their  journey  lay ; 
o  The  deep  divides  to  make  them  way : 
— Jordan  beheld  their  march,  and  fled, 

With  backward  current,  to  his  head. 
o  3  The  mountains  shook  like  frighted  sheep, 

Like  lambs  the  little  hillocks  leap ; 

Not  Sinai  on  her  base  could  stand, 

Conscious  of  sovereign  power  at  hand. 
e  4  What  pow er  could  make  the  deep  divide ! 

Make  Jordan  backward  roll  his  tide  ! 

Why  did  ye  leap,  ye  little  hills  ? 

And  whence  the  fright  that  Sinai  feels  ? 
g  5  Let  ev'ry  mountain,  ev'ry  flood, 

Retire,  and  know  the  approaching  God ! 

The  King  of  Israel !  see  him  here  ! 

Tremble,  thou  earth,  adore,  and  fear. 

6  He  thunders — and  all  nature  mourns  : 

The  rock  to  standing  pools  he  turns ; 

Flints  spring  with  fountains  at  his  word, 

And  fires  and  seas  confess  the  Lord. 

PSALM  115.  L.  M.  1st  Part.  Psalm  97.  [*] 

The  true  God  :  or,  Idolatry  reproved. 

1  lYTOT  to  ourselves,  who  are  but  dust, 
-1 1    Not  to  ourselves  is  glory  due  ; 

Eternal  God,  thou  only  just, 

Thou  only  gracious,  wise  and  true ! 
g  2  Shine  forth,  in  all  thy  dreadful  name ; 
e  Why  should  a  heathen's  haughty  tongue 

Insult  us,  and,  to  raise  our  shame, 
d  Say,  '  Where's  the  God  you've  serv'd  so  long  ? 
o  3  The  God,  we  serve,  maintains  his  throne 

Above  the  clouds,  beyond  the  skies : 

Through  all  the  earth  his  will  is  done ; 

He  knows  our  groans,  he  hears  our  cries. 


228  PSALM  115. 


e  4  But  the  vain  idols  they  adore, 

Are  senseless  shapes  of  stone  and  wood ; 
At  best  a  mass  of  glittering  ore, 
A  silver  saint,  or  golden  god. 

— 5  [With  eyes  and  ears  they  carve  the  head; 
Deaf  are  their  ears,  their  eves  are  blind: 
In  vain  are  costly  off'rings  made 
And  vows  are  seatter'd  in  the  wind. 
6  Their  feet  were  never  made  to  move, 
Nor  hands  to  save  when  mortals  pray : 
Mortals  that  pay  them  fear  or  love, 
Seem  to  be  blind  and  deaf  as  they.] 

g  7  O  Israel,  make  the  Lord  thy  hope, 
Thy  help,  thy  refuge,  and  thy  rest : 
The  Lord  will  build  thy  ruins  up, 
And  bless  the  people  and  the  priest. 

a  8  The  dead  no  more  can  speak  thy  praise, 
They  dwell  in  silence  in  the  grave ; 

o  But  we  shall  live  to  sing  thy  grace, 

u  And  tell  the  world  thy  power  to  save. 
P.  M.   Walworth.  [*] 

Popish  Idolatry  reproved. 

1  IVTOT  to  our  names,  Thou  only  j  ust  and  true, 
-L^l  Not  to  our  worthless  names  is  glory  due ; 

Thy  power  and  grace, thy  truth  and  justice,  claim 
Immortal  honours  to  thy  sovereign  name. [abode, 
Shine  through  the  earth,  from  heaven  thy  blest 
Nor  let  the  heathen  say,  'And  where'syour  God?' 

2  Heaven  is  thy  higher  court ;  there  stands  thy 
throne ; 

And  through  the  lower  worlds  thy  will  is  done : 

Earth  is  thy  work  ;  the  heavens  thy  hand  hath 

spread  ; 

e  But  fools  adore  the  gods  their  hands  have  made: 

— The  kneeling  crowd,  with  looks  devout,  behold 

Their  silver  saviours,  and  their  saints  of  gold. 

3  [Vain  are  those  artful  shapes  of  eyes  and  ears, 
The  molten  image  neither  sees  nor  hears  ; 
Their  hands  are  helpless,nor  their  feet  can  mov&: 
They  have  no  speech,  nor  thought,  nor  powe  . 

nor  love : 
Yet  sottish  mortals  make  their  long  complaint* 
To  their  deaf  idols  and  their  moveless  saints. 


PSALM  116.  229 


4  The  rich  have  statues  well  adorn'd  with  gold ; 
The  poor,  content  with  gods  of  coarser  mould, 
With  tools  of  iron  carve  the  senseless  stock, 
Lopt  from  a  tree,  or  broken  from  a  rock  : 
People  and  priest  drive  on  the  solemn  trade, 
And  trust  the  gods  that  saws  and  hammers  made.] 

a  5  Be  heav'n  and  earth  amaz'd !— 'Tis  hard  to  say, 
Which  the  more  stupid, — or  their  gods  or  they. 

o  O  Israel,  trust  the  Lord ;  He  hears  and  sees ; 
He  knows  thy  sorrows,  and  restores  thy  peace: 
His  worship  does  a  thousand  comforts  yield  ; 
He  is  thy  help,  and  he  thy  heavenly  shield. 

o  6  In  God  we  trust :  our  impious  foes  in  vain 
Attempt  our  ruin,  and  oppose  his  reign ; 

e  Had  they  pre  vail'd,  darkness  had  clos'd  our  days, 
And  death  and  silence  had  forbid  his  praise : 

s  But  we  are  sav'd,  and  live  :  let  songs  arise, 
And  Zion  bless  the  God  who  built  the  skies. 

PSALM  116.  1st  Part.  Canterbury.  [*b] 

Recovery  from  Sickness. 

1  [~|~  LOVE  the  Lord  ;  he  heard  my  cries, 

A  And  pity'd  ev'ry  groan  : 
Long  as  I  live,  when  troubles  rise, 
I'll  hasten  to  his  throne. 

2  I  love  the  Lord  :  he  bow'd  his  ear, 
And  chas'd  my  griefs  away : 

O  let  my  heart  no  more  despair, 
While  I  have  breath  to  pray ! 
e  3  My  flesh  declin'd,  my  spirits  fell, 
And  I  drew  near  the  dead ; 
While  inward  pangs,  and  fears  of  hell, 
Perplex'd  my  wakeful  head. 
d  4  '  My  God,'  I  cry'd,  '  thy  servant  save, 
1  Thou  ever  good  and  just ; 
'Thy  power  can  rescue  from  the  grave  ; 
'Thy  power  is  all  my  trust.' 
— 5  The  Lord  beheld  me  sore  distress'd ; 
He  bade  my  pains  remove  : 
Return,  my  soul,  to  God  thy  rest, 
For  thou  hast  known  his  love. 
o  6  My  God  hath  sav'd  my  soul  from  death.. 
And  dry'd  my  falling  tears  ; 
20 


230 PSALM  116,  117. 

o  Now  to  his  praise  I'll  spend  my  breath, 
And  my  remaining  years.] 
C.  M.  2nd  Part.  Hymn  2d.  St.  Martin's.  [*] 

V.  12,  &c. —  Vows  made  in  trouble,  paid  in  the  Church. 

1  X\7"HAT  shall  I  render  to  my  God, 

▼  ▼     For  all  his  kindness  shown  ? 
o  My  feet  shall  visit  thine  abode, 
My  songs  address  thy  throne. 
— 2  Among  the  saints  who  fill  thy  house, 
My  off'ring  shall  be  paid  ; 
There  shall  my  zeal  perform  the  vows, 
My  soul  in  anguish  made. 
e  3  How7  much  is  mercy  thy  delight, 
Thou  ever  blessed  God  ! 
How  dear  thy  servants  in  thy  sight ! 
How  precious  is  their  blood ! 
o  4  How  happy  all  thy  servants  are ! 
How  great  thy  grace  to  me ! 
My  life  which  thou  hast  made  thy  care, 
Lord,  I  devote  to  thee. 
— 5  Now  I  am  thine — for  ever  thine — 
Nor  shall  my  purpose  move ; 
Thy  hand    hath  loos'd  my  bonds  of  pain, 

And  bound  me  with  thy  love. 
6  Here,  in  thy  courts,  I  leave  my  vow, 

And  thy  rich  grace  record  ; 
Witness,  ye  saints,  who  hear  me  now, 
If  I  forsake  the  Lord. 


PSALM  117.  C.  M.  Doxology.  [*] 

Praisr  to  God  from  all  A'ations. 

o  1    f\   ALL  ye  nations,  praise  the  Lord, 

V^J   Each  with  a  difPrent  tongue  ; 
In  ev'ry  language  learn  his  word, 

And  let  his  name  be  sung. 
2  His  mercy  reigns  through  cvtv  land ! 

Proclaim  his  grace  abroad  : 
For  ever  firm  his  truth  shall  stand ; 

Praise  ye  the  faithful  God. 

L.  If.   Old  Hundred.  [*] 
1    |^!  ROM  all  who  dwell  below  the  skies 

-T     Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise ; 


PSALM  117,  118. 231 

Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  sung, 
Through  ev'ry  land,  by  ev'ry  tongue. 
2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord ; 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word  : 
Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set,  no  more. 
S.  M.  Kibworth.  [*] 

1  rriHY  name,  almighty  Lord, 

JL    Shall  sound  through  distant  lands ; 
Great  is  thy  grace,  and  sure  thy  word  ; 
Thy  truth  for  ever  stands. 

2  Far  be  thine  honour  spread, 
And  long  thy  praise  endure ; 

Till  morning  light  and  evening  shade 
Shall  be  exchang'd  no  more. 

PSALM  118.  C.  M.  1st  Part.  Mear.  [*] 

V.  6 — 15.     Deliverance  from  a  Tumult. 

1  [riiHE  Lord  appears  my  helper  now; 

J-    Nor  is  my  faith  afraid 
What  all  the  sons  of  earth  can  do, 
Since  heaven  affords  its  aid. 

2  'Tis  safer,  Lord,  to  hope  in  thee, 
And  have  my  God  my  friend, 

Than  trust  in  men  of  high  degree, 
And  on  their  truth  depend. 

3  Like  bees  my  foes  beset  me  round, 
A  large  and  angry  swarm  ; 

But  I  shall  all  their  rage  confound, 
By  thine  almighty  arm. 

4  'Tis  through  the  Lord  my  heart  is  strong; 
In  him  my  lips  rejoice  : 

While  his  salvation  is  my  song, 
How  cheerful  is  my  voice ! 

5  Like  angry  bees  they  girt  me  round ; 
When  God  appears  they  fly : 

So  burning  thorns,  with  crackling  sound, 
Make  a  fierce  blaze,  and  die. 

6  Joy  to  the  saints,  and  peace  belongs ; 
The  Lord  protects  their  days  : 

Let  Israel  tune  immortal  songs 
To  his  almighty  grace.] 


232  PSALM  118. 


C.  M.  2nd  Part.  Barby.  [*] 

V.  17 — 21.     Public  Praise  for  Deliverance  from  Death. 

1  "       ORD,  thou  hast  heard  thy  servant  cry, 
-Li   And  rescu'd  from  the  grave  ; 

Now  shall  he  live  :  (and  none  can  die, 
If  God  resolve  to  save.) 

2  Thy  praise,  more  constant  than  before, 
Shall  fill  his  daily  breath  : 

Thy  hand  that  hath  chastis'd  him  sore, 
Defends  him  still  from  death. 

0  3  Open  the  gates  of  Zion  now, 
For  we  shall  worship  there — 

The  house  where  all  the  righteous  go, 
Thy  mercy  to  declare. 
o  4  Among  th'  assemblies  of  thy  saints, 

Our  thankful  voice  we  raise ; 
— Here  we  have  told  thee  our  complaints, 
o      And  here  we  speak  thy  praise. 

C.  M.  3rd  Part.  Colchester.  Mear.  [*] 

V.  22,  23.— Christ  the  Foundation  of  his  Church. 

1  T>EHOLD,  the  sure  foundation-stone, 
J3  Which  God  in  Zion  lays, 

To  build  our  heavenly  hopes  upon, 
And  his  eternal  praise. 
e  2  Chosen  of  God,  to  sinners  dear, 

And  saints  adore  the  name ; 
o  They  trust  their  whole  salvation  here, 

Nor  shall  they  suffer  shame. 
e  3  The  foolish  builders,  scribe  and  priest, 
Reject  it  with  disdain ; 
Yet  on  this  rock  the  church  shall  rest, 
And  envy  rage  in  vain, 
g  4  What  though  the  gates  of  hell  withstood, 
Yet  must  this  building  rise  : 
'Tis  thine  own  work,  almighty  God, 
And  wondrous  in  our  eyes. 

C.  M.  4th  Part.  Sunday.  Bethlehem.  [*] 

V.  24,  25,  26.~Hosarinafor  the  Lord's  Day. 

1  npHIS  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made  ; 
JL    He  calls  the  hours  his  own  : 


PSALM  118.  233 


o  Let  heaven  rejoice,  let  earth  be  glad, 

And  praise  surround  his  throne. 
o  2  To-day  he  rose  and  left  the  dead, 

And  Satan's  empire  fell ; 
To-day  the  saints  his  triumphs  spread, 

And  all  his  wonders  tell. 
o  3  Hosanna  to  the  Anointed  King, 

To  David's  holy  Son ; 
— Help  us,  O  Lord,  descend,  and  bring 

Salvation  from  thy  throne. 
o  4  Blest  be  the  Lord,  who  comes  to  men 

With  messages  of  grace ; 
Who  comes,  in  God  his  Father's  name, 

To  save  our  sinful  race. 
o  5  Hosanna  in  the  highest  strains, 

The  church  on  earth  can  raise : 
u  The  highest  heavens,  in  which  he  reigns, 

Shall  give  him  nobler  praise. 

S.  M.  St.  Thomas.  [*] 

V.  22—27.     Salvation  by  Christ. 

1  [CJEE,  what  a  living  Stone 
£5  The  builders  did  refuse  : 
o  Yet  God  hath  built  his  church  thereon, 

In  spite  of  envious  Jews, 
e  2      The  Scribe  and  angry  Priest 

Reject  thine  only  Son  ; 
o  Yet  on  this  Rock  shall  Sion  rest, 

As  the  chief  corner  Stone. 
o  3      The  work,  O  Lord,  is  thine, 
And  wondrous  in  our  eyes ; 
This  day  declares  it  all  divine ; 
This  day  did  Jesus  rise. 
o  4      This  is  the  glorious  day, 

That  our  Redeemer  made  : 
Let  us  rejoice,  and  sing,  and  pray ; 
Let  all  the  church  be  glad, 
s  5      Hosanna  to  the  King 

Of  David's  royal  blood  : 
Bless  him,  ye  saints ;  He  comes  to  bring 
Salvation  from  your  God. 
— 6       We  bless  thine  holy  word, 

Which  all  this  grace  displays  ■ 
20* 


234 PSALM  118,  119. 

And  offer  on  thine  altar,  Lord, 
Our  sacrifice  of  praise.] 

L.  M.  Old  Hundred.  [*] 

V.  22— 27.— .4  new  Song  of  Salvation  by  Christ. 

1  "       O,  what  a  glorious  Corner-Stone 
-Li  The  Jewish  builders  did  refuse ! 

But  God  hath  built  his  church  thereon, 

In  spite  of  envy,  and  the  Jews. 
e  2  Great  God,  the  work  is  all  divine, 

The  joy  and  wonder  of  our  eyes ! 
o  This  is  the  day  that  proves  it  thine, 

The  day  that  saw  our  Saviour  rise. 

3  Sinners, rejoice,  and  saints,  be  glad  ; 

Hosanna !  let  his  name  be  blest ! 

A  thousand  honours  on  his  head, 

With  peace,  and  light,  and  glory  rest ! 
— 4  In  God's  own  name,  he  comes  to  bring 

Salvation  to  our  dying  race  ; 
o  Let  the  whole  church  address  the  King, 

With  hearts  of  joy,  and  songs  of  praise. 

PSALM  119. 

/  have  collected  and  disposed  the  most  useful  verses  of  this 
Psalm  under  eighteen  different  heads,  and  formed  a 
Divine  Song  upon  each  of  them.  But  the  verses  are 
much  transposed  to  attain  some  degree  of  connexion. 

In  some  places,  instead  of  the  words  law,  commands,  judg- 
ments, testimonies,  I  have  used  gospel,  word,  grace, 
truth,  promises,  &,c.  as  more  agreeable  to  the  New  Tes- 
tament, and  the  common  language  of  Christians ;  and  it 
equally  ansiccrs  the  design  of  the  Psalmist,  which  was 
to  recommend  the  Holy  Scriptures. 

PSALM  119.  C.  M.  1st  Part.  Bedford.  [*] 

Blessedness  of  Saints  and  Misery  of  Sinners. 
Ver.  1,  2,  3. 
o  1    OLEST  are  the  undehTd  in  heart, 
-D  Whose  ways  are  right  and  clean ; 
Who  never  from  thy  law  depart, 
But  fly  from  ev'ry  sin. 

2  Blest  are  the  men  who  keep  thy  word, 
And  practise  thy  commands  ; 


PSALM  119.  235 


o  With  their  whole  heart  they  seek  thee,  Lord, 
And  serve  thee  with  their  hands. 
Ver.  105. 
e  3  Great  is  their  peace,  who  love  thy  law ; 

How  firm  their  souls  abide ! 
—Nor  can  a  bold  temptation  draw 
Their  steady  feet  aside. 
Ver.  6. 
b  4  Then  shall  my  heart  have  inward  joy, 
And  keep  my  face  from  shame, 
When  all  thy  statutes  I  obey, 
And  honour  all  thy  name. 
Ver.  21,  118. 
e  5  But  haughty  sinners  God  will  hate ; 
The  proud  shall  die  accurst ; 
The  sons  of  falsehood  and  deceit 
Are  trodden  to  the  dust. 
Ver.  119,  155. 
p  6  Vile  as  the  dross  the  wicked  are ; 
And  those  who  leave  thy  ways, 
Shall  see  salvation  from  afar, 
But  never  taste  thy  grace. 

C.  M.  2nd  Part.  Canterbury.  [*] 

Devotion  :  constant  Converse  with  God. 

1   r  jlO  thee,  before  the  dawning  light, 
JL    My  gracious  God,  I  pray : 

1  meditate  thy  name  by  night, 
Ana  keep  thy  law  by  day. 

Ver.  81. 

2  My  spirit  faints  to  see  thy  grace ; 
Thy  promise  bears  me  up : 

And,  while  salvation  long  delays, 
Thy  word  supports  my  hope. 
Ver.  164. 

3  Seven  times  a  day  I  lift  my  hands, 
And  pay  my  thanks  to  thee ; 

Thy  righteous  providence  demands 
Repeated  praise  from  me. 
Ver.  62. 

4  When  midnight  darkness  veils  the  skies. 
1  call  thy  works  to  mind ; 

My  thoughts  in  warm  devotion  rise, 
And  sweet  acceptance  find. 


236  PSALM  119. 


C.  M.  3rd  Part.  St.  Ann's.  [*] 

Sincerity,  arid  devoted  Obedience. 
Ver.  57,  60. 

o  1   riiHOU  art  my  portion,  O  my  God; 
J-    Soon  as  I  know  thy  way, 
My  heart  makes  haste  t'  obey  thy  word, 
And  suffers  no  delay. 

Ver.  30,  14. 

2  I  choose  the  path  of  heavenly  truth, 
And  glory  in  my  choice  ; 

Not  all  the  riches  of  the  earth 
Could  make  me  so  rejoice. 

3  The  testimonies  of  thy  grace 
I  set  before  mine  eyes ; 

Thence  I  derive  my  daily  strength, 
And  there  my  comfort  lies. 
Ver.  59. 
e  4  If  once  I  wander  from  thy  path, 

I  think  upon  my  ways  ; 
o  Then  turn  my  feet  to  thy  commands, 
And  trust  thy  pard'ning  grace. 
Ver.  94,  144. 
d  5  Now  I  am  thine, — for  ever  thine, — 
e       O  save  thy  servant,  Lord  ! 
o  Thou  art  my  shield,  my  hiding  place, 
My  hope  is  in  thy  word. 
Ver.  112. 
— 6  Thou  hast  inclin'd  this  heart  of  mine 

Thy  statutes  to  fulfil ; 
o  And  thus,  till  mortal  life  shall  end, 
Would  I  perform  thy  will. 

C.  M.  4th  Part.  Mear.  [*] 

Instructions  from  Scripture. 

Ver.  9. 

b  1  TTOW  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts, 

-EX  And  guard  their  lives  from  sin  ? 
— Thy  word  the  choicest  rule  imparts, 
To  keep  the  conscience  clean. 
Ver.  130. 
o  2  When  once  it  enters  to  the  mind, 
It  spreads  such  light  abroad, 
The  meanest  souls  instruction  find, 
And  raise  their  thoughts  to  God. 


PSALM  119.  •         237 


Ver.  105. 
— 3  'Tis  like  the  sun,  a  heav'nly  light, 
That  guides  us  all  the  day  ; 
And,  through  the  dangers  of  the  night, 
A  lamp  to  lead  our  way. 
Ver.  99,  100. 

4  The  men  who  keep  thy  law  with  care, 
And  meditate  thy  word, 

Grow  wiser  than  their  teachers  are, 
And  better  know  the  Lord. 
Ver.  104,  113. 

5  Thy  precepts  make  me  truly  wise ; 
I  hate  the  sinner's  road : 

I  hate  my  own  vain  thoughts  that  rise, 
o      But  love  thy  law,  my  God. 
Ver.  89,  90,  91. 
g  6  (The  starry  heavens  thy  rule  obey, 
The  earth  maintains  her  place  ; 
And  these  thy  servants,  night  and  day, 
Thy  skill  and  power  express. 
b  7  But  still,  thy  law  and  gospel,  Lord, 

Have  lessons  more  divine  : 
g  Not  earth  stands  firmer  than  thy  word ; 
Nor  stars  so  nobly  shine.) 

Ver.  160,  140,  9,  116. 
—8  Thy  word  is  everlasting  truth ; 
How  pure  is  ev'ry  page  ! 
That  holy  book  shall  guide  our  youth, 
And  well  support  our  age. 

C.  M.  5th  Part.  Barby.  [*] 

Delight  in  the  Scriptures. 
Ver.  97. 

1  f\  HOW  I  love  thy  holy  law ! 
v>J  JTis  daily  my  delight ; 

And  thence  my  meditations  draw 

Divine  advice  by  night. 
,  Ver.  148. 

2  My  waking  eyes  prevent  the  day, 
To  meditate  thy  word ; 

My  soul  with  longing  melts  away, 
To  hear  thy  gospel,  Lord. 
Ver.  3,  13,  54. 

3  How  doth  thy  word  my  heart  engage- 
How  well  employ  my  tongue  ! 


238  PSALM   119. 


L 


And  in  my  tiresome  pilgrimage, 
Yields  me  a  heavenly  song ! 
Ver.  19,  103. 

4  Am  I  a  stranger,  or  at  home, 
'Tis  my  perpetual  feast! 

Not  honey,  dropping  from  the  eomb, 
So  much  delights  my  taste. 
Ver.  72,  127. 

5  No  treasures  so  enrich  the  mind  ; 
Nor  shall  thy  word  be  sold 

For  loads  of  silver  well  refm'd, 
Nor  heaps  of  choicest  gold. 
Ver.  28,  49,  175. 

6  When  nature  sinks,  and  spirits  droop, 
Thy  promises  of  grace 

g  Are  pillars  to  support  my  hope, — 
And  there  I  write  thy  praise. 

C.  M.  6th  Part.  St.  Martin's.  [*] 

Holiness  and  Comfort  from  the  Word. 
Ver.  128. 
ORD,  I  esteem  thy  judgments  right, 
And  all  thy  statutes  just ; 
Thence  1  maintain  a  constant  fight 
With  ev'ry  flatt'ring  lust. 
Ver.  97,  9. 

2  Thy  precepts  often  I  survey ; 
I  keep  thy  law  in  sight, 

Through  all  the  business  of  the  day, 
To  form  my  actions  right. 
Ver.  62. 

3  My  heart,  in  midnight  silence,  cries, 
'  How  sweet  thy  comforts  be  !' 

My  thoughts  in  holy  wonder  rise, 
And  bring  their  thanks  to  thee. 
Ver.  162. 

4  And  when  my  spirit  drinks  her  fill, 
At  some  good  word  of  thine, 

Not  mighty  men,  that  share  the  spoil, 
Have  joys  compar'd  to  mine. 

C.  M.  7th  Part.  Bedford.  [*] 

Imperfection  of  Nature  :  Perfection  of  Scripture. 
Ver.  90,  paraphrased. 

ET  all  the  Heathen  writers  join, 
To  form  one  perfect  book  ; 


L 


PSALM  119.  239 


Great  God,  if  once  compar'd  with  thine, 

How  mean  their  writings  look ! 
2  Not  the  most  perfect  rules  they  gave, 

Could  shew  one  sin  forgiven ; 
Nor  lead  a  step  beyond  the  grave ; 

But  thine  conduct  to  heaven, 
e  3  I've  seen  an  end  of  what  we  call 

Perfection,  here  helow ; 
How  short  the  powers  of  nature  fall, 

And  can  no  further  go. 
4  Yet  men  would  fain  be  just  with  God, 

By  works  their  hands  have  wrought ; 
But  thy  commands,  exceeding  broad, 

Extend  to  ev'ry  thought. 
e  5  In  vain  we  boast  perfection  here, 

While  sin  defiles  our  frame  ; 
And  sinks  our  virtues  down  so  far, 

They  scarce  deserve  the  name. 
— 6  Our  faith,  and  love,  and  ev'ry  grace, 

Fall  far  below  thy  word ; 
But  perfect  truth  and  righteousness 

Dwell  only  with  the  Lord. 

C.  M.  8th  Part.  York.  [*] 

The  Word  of  God,  the  Saint's  Portion. 
Ver.  Ill,  paraphrased. 

1  T~    ORD,  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice 

-Ld  My  lasting  heritage ; 
o  There  shall  my  noblest  powers  rejoice, 

My  warmest  thoughts  engage. 
b  2  Pll  read  the  histories  of  thy  love, 

And  keep  thy  laws  in  sight ; 
While  through  the  promises  I  rove 

With  ever  fresh  delight. 
— 3  'Tis  a  broad  land — of  wealth  unknown, 

Where  springs  of  life  arise, — 
o  Seeds  of  immortal  bliss  are  sown, 

And  hidden  glory  lies. 
— 4  The  best  relief  that  mourners  have ; 

It  makes  our  sorrows  blest : 
g  Our  fairest  hope  beyond  the  grave. 

And  our  eternal  rest. 


240  PSALM  119. 


C.  M.  9th  Part.  Abridge.  [*] 

Teaching  of  the  Spirit  with  the  Word. 
Ver.  64,  68,  18. 

1  fTlHY  mercies  fill  the  earth,  O  Lord, 

JL    How  good  thy  works  appear ! 
Open  mine  eyes  to  read  thy  word, 
And  see  thy  wonders  there. 
Ver.  73,  125. 

2  My  heart  was  fashion'd  by  thy  hand  ; 
My  service  is  thy  due  ; 

O  make  thy  servant  understand 
The  duties  he  must  do. 
Ver.  19. 

3  Since  I'm  a  stranger  here  below, 
Let  not  thy  path  be  hid ; 

But  mark  the  road  my  feet  should  go, 
And  be  my  constant  guide. 
Ver.  26. 
p  4  When  I  confessed  my  wand'ring  ways, 
Thou  heardst  my  soul  complain ; 
Grant  me  the  teachings  of  thy  grace, 
Or  I  shall  stray  again. 

Ver.  33,  34. 
— 5  If  God  to  me  his  statutes  shew, 

And  heavenly  truth  impart  ; 
o  His  work  for  ever  I'll  pursue  ; 
His  law  shall  rule  my  heart. 
Ver.  50,  71. 
— 6  [This  was  my  comfort,  when  I  bore 
Variety  of  grief  ; 
It  made  me  learn  thy  word  the  more, 
And  fly  to  that  relief. 
Ver.  51. 

7  In  vain  the  proud  deride  me  now  ; 
I'll  ne'er  forget  thy  law  ; 

Nor  let  that  blessed  gospel  go, 
Whence  all  my  hopes  I  draw. 
Ver.  27,  171. 

8  When  I  have  learnt  my  Father's  will, 
I'll  teach  the  world  his  ways : 

My  thankful  lips,  inspir'd  with  zeal, 
Shall  loud  pronounce  his  praise.] 


PSALM  119.  241 


C.  M.  10th  Part.  Swamvick.  [b] 

Pleading  the  Promises. 
Ver.  38,  49. 

1  T3EH0LD  thy  waiting  servant,  Lord, 
-D  Devoted  to  thy  fear  ; 

Remember,  and  confirm  thy  word, 
For  all  my  hopes  are  there. 
Ver.  41,  58,  107. 
e  2  Hast  thou  not  sent  salvation  down, 
And  promised  quick'ning  grace  ? 
Does  not  my  heart  address  thy  throne  ? — 
And  yet  thy  love  delays. 
Ver.  123,  42. 
p  3  Mine  eyes  for  thy  salvation  fail ; 
O  bear  thy  servant  up  ! 
Nor  let  the  scoffing  lips  prevail, 
Which  dare  reproach  my  hope. 
Ver.  49,  74. 
e  4  Didst  thou  not  raise  my  faith,  O  Lord  ? 
—    Then  let  thy  truth  appear ; 
o  Saints  shall  rejoice  in  my  reward, 
And  trust  as  well  as  fear. 

CM.  11th  Part.  Hymn  2d,  [b] 

Breathing  after  Holiness. 
Ver.  5,  33. 
THAT  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways, 
To  keep  his  statutes  still ! 
O  that  my  God  would  grant  me  grace, 
To  know  and  do  his  will. 
Ver.  29. 

2  O  send  thy  Spirit  down — to  write 
Thy  law  upon  my  heart ! 

Nor  let  my  tongue  indulge  deceit, 
Nor  act  the  liar's  part. 

Ver.  37,  36. 

3  From  vanity  turn  off  my  eyes ; 
Let  no  corrupt  design. 

Nor  covetous  desires,  arise 
Within  this  soul  of  mine. 
Ver.  133. 

4  Order  my  footsteps  by  thy  word, 
And  make  my  heart  sincere  : 

Let  sin  have  no  dominion,  Lord ; 
But  keep  my  conscience  clear. 
21 


o 


242  PSALM   119. 


Ver.  176. 
e  5  My  soul  hath  gone  too  far  astray, 
My  feet  too  often  slip ; 
Yet  since  I've  not  forgot  thy  way, 
Restore  thy  wand'ring  sheep. 
Ver.  35. 
o  6  Make  me  to  walk  in  thy  commands  ; 
'Tis  a  delightful  road  ; 
Nor  let  my  head,  or  heart,  or  hands, 
Offend  against  my  God. 

C.  M.   12th  Part.  Wantage.  [*] 

Breathing  after  Comfort  and  Deliverance. 
Ver.  153. 

e  1  1VTY  God,  consider  my  distress, 
i-TJ_  Let  mercy  plead  my  cause  ; 
Though  I  have  sinn'd  against  thy  grace 
I  can't  forget  thy  laws. 

Ver.  39,  116. 
p  2  Forbid,  forbid  the  sharp  reproach, 
Which  I  so  justly  fear  ; 
Uphold  my  life,  uphold  my  hopes, 
Nor  let  my  shame  appear. 
Ver.  122,  135. 
— 3  Be  thou  a  surety,  Lord,  for  me, 
Nor  let  the  proud  oppress ; 
But  make  thy  waiting  servant  see 
The  shinings  of  thy  face. 
Ver.  82. 
e  4  Mine  eyes  with  expectation  fail ; 
My  heart  within  me  cries, 
1  When  will  the  Lord  his  truth  fulfil, 
*  And  make  my  comforts  rise  ?' 
Ver.  132. 
— 5  Look  down  upon  my  sorrows,  Lord, 

And  shew  thy  grace  the  same, 
o  As  thou  art  ever  wont  t'  afford 
To  those  who  love  thy  name. 

C.  M.   13th  Part.  Colchester.  [*] 

Holy  Fear  and  Tenderness  of  Conscience. 
Ver.  10. 

1  "Y\7~ITH  my  whole  heart  I've  sought  thy  face 

▼  ▼     O  let  me  never  stray 
From  thy  commands,  O  God  of  grace, 
Nor  tread  the  sinner's  way. 


PSALM  119.  243 


Ver.  11. 

2  Thy  word  I've  hid  within  my  heart, 
To  keep  my  conscience  clean ; 

And  be  an  everlasting  guard 
From  ev'ry  rising  sin. 

Ver.  63,  53,  158. 

3  I'm  a  companion  of  the  saints, 
Who  fear  and  love  the  Lord ; 

a  My  sorrows  rise,  my  nature  faints, 
When  men  transgress  thy  word. 
Ver.  161,  163. 
e  4  While  sinners  do  thy  gospel  wrong, 
My  spirit  stands  in  awe  ; 
My  soul  abhors  a  lying  tongue, 
But  loves  thy  righteous  law. 
Ver.  161,  120. 

p  5  My  heart  with  sacred  rev'rence  hears 
The  threat'nings  of  thy  word  ; 
My  flesh,  with  holy  trembling, fears 
The  judgments  of  the  Lord. 
Ver.  166,  174. 
— 6  My  God,  I  long,  I  hope,  I  wait 

For  thy  salvation  still ; 
o  While  thy  whole  law  is  my  delight, 
And  I  obey  thy  will. 

C.  M.  14th  Part.  Reading,  [b  *1 

Benefit  of  Afflictions,  and  Support  under  them. 

Ver.  153,  81,  82. 

1  f^  ONS1DER  all  my  sorrows,  Lord, 
Vy   And'thy  deliv'rance  send  ; 

My  soul  for  thy  salvation  faints  ; 
When  will  my  troubles  end ! 
Ver.  71. 

2  Yet  have  I  found  'tis  good  for  me 
To  bear  my  Father's  rod ; 

Afflictions  make  me  learn  thy  law, 
And  live  upon  my  God. 
Ver.  50. 

3  This  is  the  comfort  I  enjoy, 
When  new  distress  begins ; 

I  read  thy  word,  I  run  thy  way, 
And  hate  my  former  sins. 
Ver.  92. 

4  Had  not  thy  word  been  my  delight, 
When  earthly  joys  were  fled, 


244  PSALM  119. 


My  soul,  oppressed  with  sorrow's  weight, 
Had  sunk  among  tin"  dead. 

Ver.  7.5. 

5  I  know  thy  judgments.  Lord,  are  right, 
Though  they  may  seem  severe  ; 

The  sharpest  sufferings  I  endure 
Flow  from  tin  faithful  care. 
Ver.  <;;. 

6  Before  I  knew  thy  chast'ning  rod, 
My  feet  were  apt  to  stray  : 

But  now  I  learn  to  keep  thy  word, 
Nor  wander  from  thv  way. 

C.  M.   15th  Part.  Bethlehem.  [*] 

Holy  Resolutions. 
Ver.  93. 

1  f\  THiVT  thy  statutes,  ev'ry  hour, 
V^J     Might  dwell  upon  my  mind  1 

Thence  I  derive  a  quick'ning  power, 
And  daily  peace  I  find. 

Ver.  15,  16. 

2  To  meditate  thy  precepts,  Lord, 
Shall  be  my  sweet  employ  ; 

My  soul  shall  ne'er  forget  thy  word ; 
o      Thy  word  is  all  my  joy. 
Ver.  32. 

— 3  How  would  I  run  in  thy  commands, 
If  thou  my  heart  discharge 
From  sin's  and  Satan's  hateful  chains, 
And  set  my  feet  at  large. 
Ver.  13,  46. 
o  4  My  lips  with  courage  shall  declare 
Thy  statutes  and  thy  name  ; 
Pll  speak  thy  word,  though  kings  should  hear, 
Nor  yield  to  sinful  shame. 
Ver.  61,  69,  70. 
— 5  Let  bands  of  persecutors  rise, 
To  rob  me  of  my  right, — 
Let  pride  and  malice  forge  their  lies, 
Thy  law  is  my  delight. 
Ver.  115. 
o  6  Depart  from  me,  ye  wicked  race, 

Whose  hands  and  hearts  are  ill : 
0  I  love  my  God,  I  love  his  ways, 
And  must  obey  his  will. 


PSALM  119.  245 


C.  M.  16th  Part.  Plymouth,  [b] 

Prayer  for  Quickening  Grace. 
Ver.  25,  37. 

p  1  Tl/TY  soul  lies  cleaving  to  the  dust ; 
-LtjL  Lord,  give  me  life  divine  : 
From  vain  desires  and  ev'ry  lust, 
Turn  off  these  eyes  of  mine, 
e  2  I  need  the  influence  of  thy  grace, 
To  speed  me  in  thy  way ; 
Lest  I  should  loiter  in  my  race, 
Or  turn  my  feet  astray. 
Ver.  107. 
3  When  sore  afflictions  press  me  down, 

I  need  thy  quick'ning  powers  ; 
Thy  word  that  I  have  rested  on 
Shall  help  my  heaviest  hours. 
Ver.  156,  40. 
e  4  Are  not  thy  mercies  sovereign  still  ? 
And  thou  a  faithful  God  ? 
Wilt  thou  not  grant  me  warmer  zeal, 
To  run  the  heavenly  road  ? 
Ver.  159,  40. 
5  Does  not  my  heart  thy  precepts  love, 
And  long  to  see  thy  face  ? 
e  And  yet  how  slow  my  spirits  move, 
Without  enlivening  grace ! 

— 6  Then  shall  1  love  thy  gospel  more, 
And  ne'er  forget  thy  word ; 
When  1  have  felt  its  quick'ning  power 
To  draw  me  near  the  Lord. 

L.  M.  1st  Part.  Babylon,  [b] 

Courage  and  Perseverance  under  Trials. 
Ver.  143,  28. 

1  X^HEN  pain  and  anguish  seize  me,  Lord, 

▼  ▼     All  my  support  is  from  thy  word  : 
My  soul  dissolves  for  heaviness  ; 
Uphold  me  with  thy  strength'ning  grace. 
Ver.  51,  69,  110. 

2  The  proud  have  fram'd  their  scoffs  and  lies, 
They  watch  my  feet  with  envious  eyes, 
And  tempt  my  soul  to  snares  and  sin ; 

Yet  thy  commands  I  ne'er  decline. 
21* 


246  PSALM  119,  120. 


Ver.  161,7a 

3  They  hate  me,  Load,  without  a  cause, 
They  hate  to  see  me  love  thy  laws ; 
But  1  will  trust,  and  fear  thy  name, 
Till  pride  and  malice  die  with  shame. 

L.  M.  2nd  Part.  Quercy.  [*] 

Jlfflictions  Sanctified. 
Ver.  67,  59. 
1  ipATHER,  I  bless  thy  gentle  hand— 
-F     How  kind  was  thy  chastising  rod  ! 
That  forc'd  my  conscience  to  a  stand, 
And  brought  my  wand'ring  soul  to  God ! 
e  2  Foolish  and  vain,  I  went  astray, 
Ere  I  had  felt  thy  scourges.  Lord  ; 
p  I  left  my  guide,  and  lost  my  way, 
— But  now  I  love,  and  keep  thy  word. 
Ver.  71. 

3  'Tis  good  for  me  to  bear  the  yoke, 
For  pride  is  apt  to  rise  and  swell ; 
'Tis  good  to  bear  my  Father's  stroke, 
That  I  might  learn  his  statutes  well. 
Ver.  72. 

o  4  The  law,  that  issues  from  thy  mouth, 
Shall  raise  my  cheerful  passions  more 
Than  all  the  treasures  of  the  south, 
Or  western  hills  of  golden  ore. 
Ver.  73. 

— 5  Thy  hands  have  made  my  mortal  frame, 
Thy  Spirit  form'd  my  soul  within ; 
Teach  me  to  know  thy  wondrous  name, 
And  guard  me  safe  from  death  and  sin. 
Ver.  74. 

o  6  Then  all,  who  love  and  fear  the  Lord, 
In  my  salvation  shall  rejoice ; 
For  1  have  hoped  in  thy  word, 
And  made  thy  grace  my  only  choice. 

PSALM  120.  C.  M.  Dorset  [*] 

Complaint  of  Strife,  and  Desire  for  Peace. 

1   rpHOU  God  of  love,  thou  ever  blest, 

J-    Pity  my  surT'ring  state  ; 
When  wilt  thou  set  my  soul  at  rest, 
From  lips  that  love  deceit ! 


PSALM  121.  247 


2  Hard  lot  of  mine  !  my  days  are  cast 
Among  the  sons  of  strife, 

Whose  never  ceasing  brawlings  waste 
My  golden  hours  of  life. 

3  O  might  I  fly  to  change  my  place, 
How  would  I  choose  to  dwell 

In  some  wide,  lonesome  wilderness, 
And  leave  these  gates  of  hell ! 

4  Peace  is  the  blessing  that  I  seek, 
How  lovely  are  its  charms ! 

I  am  for  peace ;  but  when  I  speak, 
They  all  declare  for  arms. 

5  New  passions  still  their  souls  engage, 
And  keep  their  malice  strong ; 

What  shall  be  done  to  curb  thy  rage, 
O  thou  devouring  tongue  ! 

6  Should  burning  arrows  smite  thee  through, 
Strict  justice  would  approve  ; 

But  I  had  rather  spare  my  foe, 
And  melt  his  heart  with  love. 

PSALM  121.  L.  M.  Sheffield.  Truro.  [*] 

Divine  Protection. 

1  [TTP  to  the  hills  I  lift  mine  eyes, 

vJ    Th'  eternal  hills  beyond  the  skies ; 

Thence  all  her  help  my  soul  derives : 

There  my  almighty  refuge  lives.] 
g  2  He  lives !  the  everlasting  God, 

Who  built  the  world,  who  spread  the  flood ; 

The  heavens  with  all  their  hosts  he  made, 

And  the  dark  regions  of  the  dead  ! 
— 3  He  guides  our  feet,  he  guards  our  way  ; 

His  morning  smiles  bless  all  the  day ; 

He  spreads  the  ev'ning  veil,  and  keeps 

The  silent  hours  while  Israel  sleeps. 
o  4  Israel,  a  name  divinely  blest, 

May  rise  secure,  securely  rest ; 

Thy  holy  Guardian's  wakeful  eyes 

Admit  no  slumber  or  surprise. 
—5  No  sun  shall  smite  thy  head  by  day ; 

Nor  the  pale  moon,  with  sickly  ray, 

Shall  blast  thy  couch  ;  no  baleful  star 

Dart  his  malignant  fire  so  far. 


248  PSALM  121. 


o  6  Should  earth  and  hell  with  malice  burn, 
Still  thou  shalt  go,  and  still  return, 
Safe  in  the  Lord ;  his  heavenly  care 
Defends  thy  life  from  ev'ry  snare. 

— 7  On  thee  foul  spirits  have  no  power  ; 
e  And,  in  thy  last  departing  hour, 
o  Angels,  who  trace  the  airy  road, 
Shall  bear  thee  homeward  to  thy  God. 

C.  M.  Mear.  [*] 

Preservation  by  Day  and  Kight. 

1  [npO  heaven  I  lift  my  waiting  eyes, 

A    There  all  my  hopes  are  laid ; 
The  Lord,  who  built  the  earth  and  skies, 
Is  my  perpetual  aid. 

2  Their  feet  shall  never  slide  to  fall, 
Whom  he  designs  to  keep  : 

His  ear  attends  the  softest  call ; 
His  eyes  can  never  sleep. 

3  He  will  sustain  our  weakest  powers, 
With  his  almighty  arm  ; 

And  watch  our  most  unguarded  hours, 
Against  surprising  harm. 

4  Israel,  rejoice,  and  rest  secure, 
Thy  keeper  is  the  Lord  ; 

His  wakeful  eyes  employ  his  power 
For  thine  eternal  guard. 

5  Nor  scorching  sun,  nor  sickly  moon 
Shall  have  his  leave  to  smite ; 

He  shields  thy  head  from  burning  noon, 
From  blasting  damps  at  night. 

6  He  guards  thy  soul,  he  keeps  thy  breath, 
Where  thickest  dangers  come  ; 

Go  and  return,  secure  from  death, 
Till  God  commands  thee  home.] 

P.  M.  Allerton.  [*] 

God  our  Preserver. 

1  TTPWARD  I  lift  mine  eyes, 

U    From  God  is  all  my  aid ; — 
The  God  who  built  the  skies, 
And  earth  and  nature  made  : 


PSALM  122  249 


God  is  the  tower 

To  which  I  fly ; 

His  grace  is  nigh 

In  ev'ry  nour. 
— 2  My  feet  shall  never  slide, 
And  fall  in  fatal  snares  ; 
Since  God,  my  guard  and  guide, 
Defends  me  from  my  fears. 
o  Those  wakeful  eyes 

That  never  sleep, 

Shall  Israel  keep 

When  dangers  rise. 
3  No  burning  heats  by  day, 
Nor  blasts  of  ev'ning  air, 
Shall  take  my  health  away, 
If  God  be  with  me  there  : 
o  Thou  art  my  sun, 

And  thou  my  shade, 

To  guard  my  head, 

By  night  or  noon. 
o  4  Hast  thou  not  given  thy  word, 
To  save  my  soul  from  death  ? 
And  I  can  trust  my  Lord 
To  keep  my  mortal  breath  : 
s  I'll  go  and  come, 

Nor  fear  to  die, 

Till  from  on  high, 

Thou  call  me  home. 

PSALM  122.  C.  M.  Hymn  2d,  Bethlehem.  [*] 

Going  to  Church. 

o  1  XT OW  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear 

XX  My  friends  devoutly  say, 
o  '  In  Zion  let  us  all  appear, 

c  And  keep  the  solemn  day !' 
— 2  I  love  her  gates,  I  love  the  road ! 
g      The  church,  adorn'd  with  grace, 
Stands  like  a  palace  built  for  God, 

To  shew  his  milder  face. 
3  Up  to  her  courts,  with  joys  unknown, 

The  holy  tribes  repair ; 
e  The  Son  of  David  holds  his  throne, 

And  sits  in  judgment  there. 


250  PSALM  122. 


— 4  He  hears  our  praises,  and  complaints ; 
e      And  while  his  awful  voice 

Divides  the  sinners  from  the  saints, 
We  tremble,  and  rejoice  ! 
b  5  Peace  be  within  this  sacred  place, 
And  joy  a  constant  guest ! 
With  holy  gifts  and  heavenly  grace, 
Be  her  attendants  blest. 
— 6  My  soul  shall  pray  for  Zion  still, 
While  life  or  breath  remains ; 
Here  my  best  friends,  my  kindred  dwell, 
g      Here  God,  my  Saviour,  reigns. 

P.  M.  Dalston.  [*] 

Joy  in  the  Worship  and  Blessedness  of  Zion. 

b  1  TTOW  pleas'd  and  blest  was  I, 

J-l  To  hear  the  people  cry, 
o  l  Come,  let  us  seek  our  God  to-day !' 
o      Yes,  with  a  cheerful  zeal, 
We'll  haste  to  Zion's  hill, 
And  there  our  vows  and  honours  pay. 
— 2  Zion,  thrice  happy  place, 

Adorn'd  with  wondrous  grace, 
And  walls  of  strength  embrace  thee  round ; 
In  thee  our  tribes  appear, 
To  pray,  and  praise,  and  hear 
The  sacred  gospel's  joyful  sound. 
3  Here  David's  greater  Son 
Has  fix'd  his  royal  throne  ; 
He  sits  for  grace  and  judgment  here  : 
o      He  bids  the  saints  be  glad  ; 
e      He  makes  the  sinner  sad  ; 
— And  humble  souls  rejoice  with  fear, 
b  4  May  peace  attend  thy  gate, 
And  joy  within  thee  wait, 
To  bless  the  soul  of  ev'ry  guest ; 
The  man  who  seeks  thy  peace, 
And  wishes  thine  increase, 
o  A  thousand  blessings  on  him  rest ! 
— 5  My  tongue  repeats  her  vows — 
e       i  Peace  to  this  sacred  house  !' 
— For  here  my  friends  and  kindred  dwell ; 


• PSALM  123,  124. 261 

And  since  my  glorious  God 
Makes  thee  his  blest  abode, 
My  soul  shall  ever  love  thee  well. 

Repeat  the  4th  stanza,  if  necessary. 

PSALM  123.  C.  M.  China.  [*] 

Pleading  with  Submission. 

1  /^V  THOU,  whose  grace  and  justice  reign, 
v>J  Enthron'd  above  the  skies, 

To  thee  our  hearts  would  tell  their  pain, 
To  thee  we  lift  our  eyes. 

2  As  servants  watch  their  master's  hand, 
And  fear  the  angry  stroke  ; 

Or  maids  before  their  mistress  stand, 
And  wait  a  peaceful  look  ; — 

3  So  for  our  sins  we  justly  feel 
Thy  discipline,  O  God  ; 

Yet  wait  the  gracious  moment  still, 
Till  thou  remove  thy  rod. 

4  Those,  who  in  wealth  and  pleasure  live, 
Our  daily  groans  deride  ; 

And  thy  delays  of  mercy  give 
Fresh  courage  to  their  pride. 

5  Our  foes  insult  us,  but  our  hope 
In  thy  compassion  lies; 

This  thought  shall  bear  our  spirits  up, 
That  God  will  not  despise. 

PSALM  .124.  L.  M.  Nantwich.  Truro.  [*] 

Song  for  Deliverance. 

1  XT  AD  not  the  Lord,  may  Israel  say, 
XI  Had  not  the  Lord  maintain'd  our  side, 

When  men,  to  make  our  lives  a  prey, 
Rose  like  the  swelling  of  the  tide  ; — 

2  The  swelling  tide  had  stop'd  our  breath  : 
So  fiercely  did  the  waters  roll, 

We  had  been  swallow'd  deep  in  death- 
Proud  waters  had  o'erwhelm'd  our  soul ! 

3  We  leap  for  joy,  we  shout  and  sing, 
Who  just  escap'd  the  fatal  stroke  ; 
So  flies  the  bird,  with  cheerful  wing, 
When  once  the  fowler's  snare  is  broke. 


252  PSALM  125. 


u  4  For  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 
Who  broke  the  fowler's  cursed  snare ; 
Who  sav'd  us  from  the  murd'ring  sword, 
And  made  our  lives  and  souls  his  care. 

g  5  Our  help  is  in  Jehovah's  name, 

Who  form'd  the  earth,  and  built  the  skies ; 
He,  who  upholds  that  wondrous  frame, 
Guards  his  own  church  with  watchful  eyes. 

PSALM  125.  C.  M.  Mear.  [*] 

The  Saint's  Trial  and  Safety. 

1  [TTNSHAKEN  as  the  sacred  hill, 

vJ    And  firm  as  mountains  be  ; — 
Firm  as  a  rock  the  soul  shall  rest, 
That  leans,  O  Lord,  on  thee. 

2  Not  walls,  nor  hills,  could  guard  so  well 
Old  Salem's  happy  ground, 

As  those  eternal  arms  of  love, 

That  ev'ry  saint  surround, 
e  3  While  tyrants  are  a  smarting  scourge, 

To  drive  them  near  to  God ; 
e  Divine  compassion  does  allay 

The  fury  of  the  rod. 
p  4  Deal  gently,  Lord,  with  souls  sincere, 

And  lead  them  safely  on, 
To  the  bright  gates  of  Paradise, 

Where  Christ  their  Lord  is  gone. 
— 5  But,  if  we  trace  those  crooked  ways, 

That  the  old  serpent  drew ; 
e  The  wrath,  that  drove  him  first  to  hell, 

Shall  smite  his  followers  too.] 
S.  M.   Watchman.  [*] 

The  Saint's  Trial  and  Safety. 

o  1  "O IRM  and  unmov'd  are  they, 
S-     Who  rest  their  souls  on  God ; 
Firm  as  the  mount  where  David  dwelt, 
Or  where  the  ark  abode. 
— 2       As  mountains  stood  to  guard 
The  city's  sacred  ground  ; 
So  God  and  his  almighty  love 
Embrace  his  saints  around, 
e  3      What  though  the  Father's  rod 
Drop  a  chastising  stroke  * 


PSALM  126.  253 


Yet,  lest  it  wound  their  souls  too  deep, 

Its  fury  shall  be  broke. 
p  4      Deal  gently,  Lord,  with  those, 

Whose  faith  and  pious  fear — 
Whose  hope,  and  love,  and  ev'ry  grace, 

Proclaim  their  hearts  sincere. 
— 5      Nor  shall  the  tyrant's  rage 

Too  long  oppress  the  saint ; 
o  The  God  of  Israel  will  support 

His  children,  lest  they  faint, 
e  6      But  if  our  slavish  fear 

Will  choose  the  road  to  hell, 
a  We  must  expect  our  portion  there, 

Where  bolder  sinners  dwell. 

PSALM  126.  L.  M.  Green's,  [*] 

Surprising  Deliverance. 

1  [X¥7"HEN  God  restor'd  our  captive  state, 

f  ▼  Joy  was  our  song,  and  grace  our  theme ; 
The  grace,  beyond  our  hope  so  great, 
That  joy  appear'd  a  painted  dream. 

2  The  scoffer  owns  thy  hand,  and  pays 
Unwilling  honours  to  thy  name  ; 

While  we,  with  pleasure,  shout  thy  praise — 
With  cheerful  notes,  thy  love  proclaim. 

3  When  we  review  our  dismal  fears, 
'Twas  hard  to  think  they'd  vanish  so : 
With  God  we  left  our  flowing  tears ; 
He  makes  our  joys  like  rivers  flow. 

4  The  man,  that,  in  his  furrow'd  field, 
His  scatter'd  seed  with  sadness  leaves, 
Will  shout  to  see  the  harvest  yield 

A  welcome  load  of  joyful  sheaves.] 
C.  M.  Sunday.  Swanivick.  [*] 

A  remarkable  Display  of  Divine  Grace. 

1  X¥7"HEN  God  reveal'd  his  gracious  name, 
▼  ▼     And  chang'd  my  mournful  state, 
u  My  rapture  seem'd  a  pleasing  dream, 

The  grace  appear'd  so  great. 
—2  The  world  beheld  the  glorious  change, 

And  did  thy  hand  confess  ; 
o  My  tongue  broke  out  in  unknown  strains, 
o      And  sung  surprising  grace. 
22 


254  PSALM  127. 


d  3  '  Great  is  the  work !'  my  neighbours  cry'd, 

And  own'd  thy  power  divine  ; 
'  Great  is  the  work  !'  my  heart  reply 'd, 
o       '  And  be  the  glory  thine.' 
o  4  The  Lord  can  clear  the  darkest  skies, 

Can  give  us  day  for  night ; 
Make  drops  of  sacred  sorrow  rise 

To  rivers  of  delight. 
— 5  Let  those,  who  sow  in  sadness,  wait 

Till  the  fair  harvest  come  ; 
They  shall  confess  their  sheaves  are  great, 
o      And  shout  the  blessings  home. 
— 6  Though  seed  lie  buried  long  in  dust, 

It  sha'n't  deceive  their  hope  ; 
o  The  precious  grain  can  ne'er  be  lost, 

For  grace  ensures  the  crop. 

PSALM  127.  L.  M.  Portugal  [*] 

Success  and  Happiness  from  God. 

1  TT  God  succeed  not,  all  the  cost, 

A  And  pains,  to  build  the  house,  are  lost ; 
If  God  the  city  will  not  keep, 
The  watchful  guards  as  well  may  sleep. 

2  What  if  you  rise  before  the  sun, 
And  work  and  toil  when  day  is  done ; 
Careful  and  sparing  eat  your  bread, 
To  shun  that  poverty  you  dread  ; — 

3  'Tis  all  in  vain,  till  God  hath  blest : 
He  can  make  rich,  yet  give  us  rest ; 
Children  and  friends  are  blessings  too, 
If  God  our  sovereign  make  them  so. 

o  4  Happy  the  man.  to  whom  he  sends 
Obedient  children,  faithful  friends  : 
How  sweet  our  daily  comforts  prove, 
When  they  are  season'd  with  his  love ! 
C.  M.  Plymouth.  [*] 

God  all  in  nil. 

1  [TT  God  to  build  the  house  deny, 

A  The  builders  work  in  vain ; 
And  towns,  without  his  wakeful  eye, 
An  useless  watch  maintain. 

2  Before  the  morning  beams  arise, 
Your  painful  work  renew : 


PSALM  128,  129. 255 

And,  till  the  stars  ascend  the  skies, 
Your  tiresome  toil  pursue  : 

3  Short  be  your  sleep,  and  coarse  your  fare, 
In  vain,  till  God  has  blest: 

But  if  his  smiles  attend  your  care, 
You  shall  have  food  and  rest. 

4  Nor  children,  relatives,  nor  friends, 
Will  real  blessings  prove, 

Nor  all  the  earthly  joys  he  sends, 

If  sent  without  his  love.] 

PSALM  128.  C.  M.  Devizes.  [*] 

Family  Blessings. 

1  f\   HAPPY  man,  whose  soul  is  fill'd 
V^J  With  zeal  and  rev'rend  awe  ! 

His  lips  to  God  their  honours  yield, 
His  life  adorns  the  law. 

2  A  careful  providence  will  stand, 
And  ever  guard  thy  head  ; 

Will  on  the  labours  of  thy  hand 
Its  kindly  blessings  shed. 

3  Thy  wife  shall  be  a  fruitful  vine , 
Thy  children  round  thy  board, 

Each  like  a  plant  of  honour  shine, 
And  learn  to  fear  the  Lord. 

4  The  Lord  will  thy  best  hopes  fulfil, 
For  months  and  years  to  come ; 

The  Lord,  who  dwells  on  Zion's  hill, 
Will  send  the  blessings  home. 

5  This  is  the  man,  whose  happy  eyes 
Shall  see  his  house  increase ; 

Shall  see  the  sinking  church  arise, 
Then  leave  the  world  in  peace. 

PSALM  129.  C.  M.  Mear.  [*] 

Persecutors  Punished. 

1  TTP  from  my  youth,  may  Israel  say, 

vJ    Have  I  been  nurs'd  in  tears ; 
My  griefs  were  constant  as  the  day, 
As  tedious  as  the  years. 

2  Up  from  my  youth,  I  bore  the  rage 
Of  all  the  sons  of  strife  ; 

Oft  they  assail'd  my  riper  age, 
But  not  destroy 'd  my  life. 


256  PSALM  130. 


3  Their  cruel  plough  hath  torn  my  flesh, 
With  furrows  long  and  deep  : 

Hourly  they  \e\\l  my  wounds  afresh; 
Nor  let  my  sorrows  sleep. 

4  The  Lord  grew  angry  on  his  throne, 
And,  with  impartial  eye, 

Measur'd  the  mischiefs  they  had  done, 
And  let  his  arrows  fly. 

5  How  was  their  insolence  surpris'd 
To  hear  his  thunders  roll ! 

And  all  the  foes  of  Zion  seiz'd 
With  horrour  to  the  soul. 

6  Thus  shall  the  men,  who  hate  the  saints, 
Be  blasted  from  the  sky  ; 

Their  glory  fades,  their  courage  faints, 
And  all  their  projects  die. 

7  [What  though  they  flourish  tall  and  fair, 
They  have  no  root  beneath  : 

Their  growth  shall  perish  in  despair, 
And  lie  despis'd  in  death. 

8  So  corn  that  on  the  house-top  stands, 
No  hope  of  harvest  gives ; 

The  reaper  ne'er  shall  fill  his  hands, 
Nor  binder  fold  the  sheaves. 

9  It  springs  and  withers  on  the  place : 
No  traveller  bestows 

A  word  of  blessing  on  the  grass, 
Nor  minds  it  as  he  goes.] 

PSALM  130.  C.  M.  Abridge.  Sunday.  [*] 

Pardoning  Grace. 

e  1    f\UT  of  the  deeps  of  long  distress, 
V^J   The  borders  of  despair, 
I  sent  my  cries  to  seek  thy  grace, — 
My  groans  to  move  thine  ear. 
a  2  Great  God,  should  thy  severer  eye, 
And  thine  impartial  hand, 
Mark  and  revenge  iniquity, 
No  mortal  flesh  could  stand. 
— 3  But  there  are  pardons  with  my  God, 
For  crimes  of  high  degree  ; 
Thy  Son  has  bought  them  with  his  blood. 
To  draw  us  near  to  thee. 


PSALM  130.  257 


4  [I  wait  for  thy  salvation,  Lord, 

With  strong  desires  I  wait ; 
My  soul,  invited  by  thy  word, 

Stands  watching  at  thy  gate.] 
e  5  (Just  as  the  guards  that  keep  the  night 

Long  for  the  morning  skies, 
Watch  the  first  beams  of  breaking  light, 

And  meet  them  with  their  eyes  ; — 
6  So  waits  my  soul  to  see  thy  grace  ; 

And,  more  intent  than  they, 
Meets  the  first  op'nings  of  thy  face, 

And  finds  a  brighter  day.) 
o  7  Then  in  the  Lord  let  Israel  trust, 

Let  Israel  seek  his  face ; 
The  Lord  is  good  as  well  as  just, 

And  plenteous  is  his  grace. 
o  8  There's  full  redemption  at  his  throne, 

For  sinners  long  enslav'd  ; 
The  great  Redeemer  is  his  Son, 

And  Israel  shall  be  sav'd. 

L.  M.  Bath.  Armley.  [*] 

Pardoning  Grace. 

a  1  "O  ROM  deep  distress,and  troubled  thoughts 
-T     To  thee,  my  God,  I  raise  my  cries : 
If  thou  severely  mark  our  faults, 
No  flesh  can  stand  before  thine  eyes. 

— 2  But  thou  hast  built  thy  throne  of  grace, 
Free  to  dispense  thy  pardons  there ; 
That  sinners  may  approach  thy  face, 
And  hope  and  love,  as  well  as  fear. 

e  3  As  the  benighted  pilgrims  wait, 
And  long  and  wish  for  breaking  day, 
So  waits  my  soul  before  thy  gate ; 
When  will  my  God  his  face  display  ? 

o  4  My  trust  is  fix'd  upon  thy  word, 
Nor  shall  I  trust  thy  word  in  vain ; 
Let  mourning  souls  address  the  Lord, 
And  find  relief  from  all  their  pain. 

g  5  Great  is  his  love,  and  large  his  grace, 
Through  the  redemption  of  his  Son  ; 
lie  turns  our  feet  from  sinful  wajs, 
And  pardons  what  our  hands  have  done 

99  * 


258 PSALM  131,  133. 

PSALM  131.  C.  M.  York,  [b] 

Humility  and  Submi&sioM, 

e   1   "|~S  there  ambition  in  my  heart? 
J-  Search,  gracious  God,  and  see; 
Or  do  I  act  a  haughty  part? 
Lord,  I  appeal  to  thee. 

a  2  I  charge  my  thoughts,  he  humble  still, 
And  all  my  carriage  mild  ; 
Content,  my  Father,  with  thy  will, 
And  quiet  as  a  child. 
— 3  The  patient  soul,  the  lowly  mind, 
Shall  have  a  large  reward  ; 
Let  saints  in  sorrow  lie  resign'd, 
And  trust  a  faithful  Lord. 

PSALM  132.  L.  M.  Leeds.  [*] 

Ver.  5,  13—18.     The  House  of  God. 

1  X\7"HERE  shall  we  go,  to  seek  and  find 


habitation  for  our  God  ? 
A  dwelling  for  th'  eternal  Mind, 
Among  the  sons  of  flesh  and  blood  ? 


• 


o  2  The  God  of  Jacob  chose  the  hill 

Of  Zion  for  his  ancient  rest ; 

And  Zion  is  his  dwelling  still ; 

His  church  is  with  his  presence  blest. 
— 3  Here  will  I  fix  my  gracious  throne, 

And  reign  for  ever,  saith  the  Lord ; 
o  Here  shall  my  power  and  love  be  known, 

And  blessings  shall  attend  my  word. 
e  4  Here  will  I  meet  the  hungry  poor, 

And  fill  their  souls  with  living  bread : 

Sinners,  who  wait  before  my  door, 

With  sweet  provision  shall  be  fed. 
— 5  Girded  with  truth,  and  cloth'd  with  grace, 

My  priests,  my  ministers  shall  shine : 

Not  Aaron  in  his  costly  dress, 

Made  an  appearance  so  divine. 
o  G  The  saints,  unable  to  contain 

Their  inward  joys,  shall  shout  and  sing; 

The  Son  of  David  here  shall  reign, 

And  Zion  triumph  in  her  King. 


PSALM  132.  259 


7  [Jesus  shall  see  a  numerous  seed, 
Born  here  t'  uphold  his  glorious  name ; 
His  crown  shall  flourish  on  his  head, 
While  all  his  foes  are  cloth'd  with  shame.] 

C.  M.  Christmas.  Sivamvick.  [*] 

V.  4,  5,  7,  8,  15 — 17.     God's  Presence,  the  Glory  of  His  House. 

1  [TVTO  sleep  nor  slumber  to  his  eyes 

■1 1    Good  David  would  afford, 
Till  he  had  found,  below  the  skies, 
A  dwelling  for  the  Lord. 

2  The  Lord  in  Zion  plac'd  his  name  ; 
His  ark  was  settled  there  : 

To  Zion  the  whole  nation  came, 
To  worship  thrice  a  year. 

3  But  we  have  no  such  lengths  to  go, 
Nor  wander  far  abroad  ; 

Where'er  thy  saints  assemble  now, 
There  is  a  house  for  God.] 

PAUSE. 

►  4  Arise,  O  King  of  grace,  arise, 

And  enter  to  thy  rest ; 
i  Lo !  thy  church  waits  with  longing  eyes, 

Thus  to  be  own'd  and  bless'd. 

5  Enter,  with  all  thy  glorious  train, 

Thy  Spirit  and  thy  word ; 
All  that  the  ark  did  once  contain, 

Could  no  such  grace  afford. 

-6  Here,  mighty  God,  accept  our  vows; 
Here  let  thy  praise  be  spread  : 
Bless  the  provisions  of  thy  house, 
And  fill  thy  poor  with  bread. 

7  Here  let  the  Son  of  David  reign, 

Let  God's  Anointed  shine ; 
Justice  and  truth  his  court  maintain, 

With  love  and  power  divine. 

;  8  Here  let  him  hold  a  lasting  throne ; 
And,  as  his  kingdom  grows, 
Fresh  honours  shall  adorn  his  crown, 
And  shame  confound  his  foes 


560  PSALM  133. 


PSALM  133.  C.  M.  Hymn  2d.  St.  Ann's.  [*] 

Brotherly  Love. 

1  '5'    O,  what  an  entertaining  sight, 

J-^   Are  brethren  who  agree  ! 
Brethren,  whose  cheerful  hearts  unite 

In  bands  of  piety ! 

b  2  When  streams  of  love,  from  Christ  the  spring, 
Descend  to  ev'ry  soul, 
And  heavenly  peace,  with  balmy  wing, 

Shades  and  bedews  the  whole  : 
3  'Tis  like  the  oil,  divinely  sweet, 

On  Aaron's  rev'rend  head  ; 
The  trickling  drops  perfum'd  his  feet, 
And  o'er  his  garments  spread, 
o  4  'Tis  pleasant  as  the  morning  dews, 
That  fall  on  Zion's  hill ; 
Where  God  his  mildest  glory  shews, 
And  makes  his  grace  distil. 

S.  M.  Peckham.  [*] 

Union  and  Peace. 

b  1  "DLEST  are  the  sons  of  peace, 

J-J  Whose  hearts  and  hopes  are  one  , 
Whose  kind  designs  to  serve  and  please 
Through  all  their  actions  run. 
o  2      Blest  is  the  pious  house, 

Where  zeal  and  friendship  meet ; 
Their  songs  of  praise,  their  mingled  vows, 

Make  their  communion  sweet. 
3       Thus,  when  on  Aaron's  head 

They  pour'd  the  rich  perfume, 
The  oil  through  all  his  raiment  spread, 
And  pleasure  fill'd  the  room. 
o  4       Thus,  on  the  heavenly  hills, 
The  saints  are  blest  above  ; 
Where  joy  like  morning  dew  distils, 
And  all  the  air  is  love. 

P.  M.  Dalston.  [*] 

The  Blessings  of  Friendship. 

b  1  XXOW  pleasant  'tis  to  see 

XX  Kindred  and  friends  agree  ! 
Each  in  his  proper  station"  move  ; — 
And  each  fulfil  his  part. 


PSALM  134,  135.    201 

With  sympathizing  heart, 
In  all  the  cares  of  life  and  love  ! 
2  JTis  like  the  ointment,  shed 

On  Aaron's  sacred  head, 
Divinely  rich,  divinely  sweet ! 

The  oil  through  all  the  room 

Diffus'd  a  choice  perfume, 
Ran  through  his  robes,  and  blest  his  feet, 
o  3  Like  fruitful  showers  of  rain, 

That  water  all  the  plain, 
Descending  from  the  neighb'ring  hills ; 

Such  streams  of  pleasure  roll 

Through  ev'ry  friendly  soul, 
Where  love  like  heavenly  dew  distils. 

PSALM  134.  C.  M.  Devizes.  [*] 

Daily  and  Nightly  Devotion. 

1  ~V7"E  who  obey  th'  immortal  King, 
JL    Attend  his  holy  place ; 
e  Bow  to  the  glories  of  his  power, 
And  bless  his  wondrous  grace. 

o  2  Lift  up  your  hands  by  morning  light, 

And  send  your  souls  on  high  ; 
o  Raise  your  admiring  thoughts  by  night, 

Above  the  starry  sky. 
o  3  The  God  of  Zion  cheers  our  hearts 

With  rays  of  quickening  grace ; 
g  The  God,  who  spread  the  heavens  abroad, 

And  rules  the  swelling  seas. 

PSALM  135.  L.  M.  1st  Part.  All-Saints.  [*] 

V.  1—4,  14,  19—21.     The  Church,  God's  House  and  Care. 

1  "O RAISE  ye  the  Lord ;  exalt  his  name, 
JL     While  in  his  holy  courts  ye  wait, 

Ye  saints,  who  to  his  house  belong, 
Or  stand  attending  at  his  gate. 

2  Praise  ye  the  Lord ;  the  Lord  is  good ; 
To  praise  his  name  is  sweet  employ  ; 
Israel  he  chose  of  old,  and  still 

His  church  is  his  peculiar  joy. 
e  S  The  Lord  himself  will  judge  his  saints ; 
He  treats  his  servants  as  his  friends  : 


262  PSALM  135. 


And,  when  he  hears  their  sore  complaints, 

Repents  the  sorrows  that  lie  sends. 
o  4  Through  ev'ry  age,  the  Lord  deelares 

His  name,  and  breaks  th'  oppressor's  rod  ; 

He  gives  his  suff  ring  servants  rest, 
g  And  will  be  known  th'  Almighty  God. 
o  5  Bless  him,  all  ye  who  taste  his  love  ; 

People  and  priests,  exalt  his  name  : 

Amongst  his  saints,  he  ever  dwells ; 

His  church  is  his  Jerusalem. 

L.  M.  2nd  Part.  Psalm  91th.  Blendon.  [*] 

V.  5 — 12. —  Creation,  Providence,  and  Redemption. 

1  /^  REAT  is  the  Lord,  exalted  high, 
VT  Above  all  powers  and  ev'ry  throne ; 

Whate'er  he  please,  in  earth  or  sea, 
Or  heaven  or  hell,  his  hand  hath  done. 

2  At  his  command  the  vapours  rise, 
The  lightnings  flash,  the  thunders  roar  ! 
He  pours  the  rain,  he  brings  the  wind 
And  tempest  from  his  airy  store ! 

a  3  'Twas  he  those  dreadful  tokens  sent, 

0  Egypt,  through  thy  stubborn  land ! 
When  all  thy  first-born,  beasts  and  men, 
Fell  dead  by  his  avenging  hand ! 

o  4  What  mighty  nations,  mighty  kings, 
He  slew,  and  their  whole  country  gave 
To  Israel,  whom  his  hand  redeem'd, 
No  more  to  be  proud  Pharaoh's  slave  ! 

g  5  His  power  the  same,  the  same  his  grace, 
That  saves  us  from  the  hosts  of  hell ; 
And  heaven  he  gives  us  to  possess, 
Whence  those  apostate  angels  fell. 

C.  M.  Hartford.  [*] 

Praise  due  to  God,  not  to  Idols. 

1  \  WAKE,  ye  saints  ;  to  praise  your  King 
ii-  Your  sweetest  passions  raise  ; 

Your  pious  pleasure,  while  you  sing, 
Increasing  with  the  praise. 
o  2  Great  is  the  Lord ;  and  works  unknown 
Are  his  divine  employ ; 


PSALM  136.  263 


e  But  still  his  saints  are  near  his  throne, 

His  treasure  and  his  joy. 
°  3  Heaven,  earth,  and  sea  confess  his  hand ; 
He  bids  the  vapours  rise ; 
Lightning  and  storm,  at  his  command, 
Sweep  through  the  sounding  skies. 
-4  All  power,  that  kings  or  gods  have  claim'd, 

ts  found  with  him  alone  : 
e  But  heathen  gods  should  ne'er  be  nam'd, 

Where  our  JEHOVAH'S  known. 
e  5  Which  of  the  stocks  or  stones  they  trust, 
Can  give  them  showers  of  rain  ? 
In  vain  they  worship  glitt'ring  dust, 
And  pray  to  gold  in  vain. 
d  6  [Their  gods  have  tongues  that  cannot  talk 
Such  as  their  makers  gave  ; 
Their  feet  were  ne'er  design'd  to  walk, 

Nor  hands  have  power  to  save. 
7  Blind  are  their  eyes  ;  their  ears  are  deaf, 

Nor  hear  when  mortals  pray  : 
Mortals  that  wait  for  their  relief, 
Are  blind  and  deaf  as  they.] 
— 8  Ye  saints,  adore  the  living  God, 
Serve  him  with  faith  and  fear ; 
o  He  makes  the  churches  his  abode, 
And  claims  your  honours  there. 

PSALM  136.  C.  M.  Mear.  [*] 

Wondrous  Works  of  God. 

1  [  jM  IVE  thanks  to  God,  the  sovereign  Lord; 

vT  His  mercies  still  endure  ; 
And  be  the  King  of  kings  ador'd  ; 
His  truth  is  ever  sure. 

2  What  wonders  hath  his  wisdom  done  ! 
How  mighty  is  his  hand  ! 

Heaven,  earth,  and  sea  he  fram'd  alone  ■ 
How  wide  is  his  command ! 

3  The  sun  supplies  the  day  with  light  ■ 
How  bright  his  counsels  shine  ! 

The  moon  and  stars  adorn  the  night: 
His  works  are  all  divine. 

4  (He  struck  the  sons  of  Egypt  dead  ■ 
How  mighty  is  his  rod ! 


264  PSALM' 136. 


And  thence  with  joy  his  people  led: 
How  gracious  is  our  God ! 

5  He  cleft  the  swelling  sea  in  two; 
His  arm  is  great  in  might : 

And  gave  the  tribes  a  passage  through ; 
His  power  and  grace  unite. 

6  But  Pharaoh's  army  there  he  drown'd ; 
How  glorious  are  his  ways  ! 

And  brought  his  saints  through  desert  ground, 
Eternal  be  his  praise. 

7  Great  monarchs  fell  beneath  his  hand  ; 
Victorious  is  his  sword  : 

While  Israel  took  the  promis'd  land : 
How  faithful  is  his  word !) 

8  He  saw  the  nations  dead  in  sin  ; 
He  felt  his  pity  move  ; 

How  sad  the  state  the  world  was  in ! 
How  boundless  was  his  love ! 

9  He  sent  to  save  us  from  our  wo ; 
(His  goodness  never  fails ;) 

From  death  and  hell,  and  ev'ry  foe  ; 
And  still  his  grace  prevails. 

10  Give  thanks  to  God,  the  heavenly  King  ; 
His  mercies  still  endure  : 

Let  the  whole  earth  his  praises  sing ; 
His  truth  is  ever  sure.] 

PSALM  136.  P.  M.  Allerton.  [*] 

Praise  for  Divine  Perfections  and  Works 

1   (~^  IVE  thanks  to  God  most  high, 

VX  The  universal  Lord  ; 
The  sovereign  King  of  kings ; 
And  be  his  grace  ador'd. 
d  His  power  and  grace 

Are  still  the  same ; 
And  let  his  name 
Have  endless  praise. 
— 2  How  mighty  is  his  hand  ! 
What  wonders  he  hath  done  ! 
He  form'd  the  earth  and  seas, 
And  spread  the  heavens  alone. 
d  Thy  mercy,  Lord, 

Will  still  endure 


PSALM  136.  265 


And  ever  sure 
Abides  thy  word. 
—3  His  wisdom  fram'd  the  sun, 
To  crown  the  day  with  light  : 
The  moon  and  twinkling  stars, 
To  cheer  the  darksome  night. 
d  His  power  and  grace 

Are  still  the  same  ; 
And  let  his  name 
Have  endless  praise. 
—4  [He  smote  the  first-born  sons, 
The  flower  of  Egypt,  dead  ; 
And  thence  his  chosen  tribes 
With  joy  and  glory  led. 
d  Thy  mercy,  Lord, 

Will  still  endure  ; 
And  ever  sure 
Abides  thy  word. 
— 5  His  power,  and  lifted  rod, 
Cleft  the  Red  Sea  in  two ; 
And  for  his  people  made 
A  wondrous  passage  through. 
d  His  power  and  grace 

Are  still  the  same  ; 
And  let  his  name 
Have  endless  praise. 
o  6  But  cruel  Pharaoh  there, 
With  all  his  host  he  drown'd  ; 
And  brought  his  Israel  safe, 
Through  a  long  desert  ground* 
e  Thy  mercy,  Lord, 

Will  still  endure ; 
And  ever  sure 
Abides  thy  word. 

PAUSE. 

— 7  The  kings  of  Canaan  fell 
Beneath  his  dreadful  hand  ; 
While  his  own  servants  took 
Possession  of  their  land, 
d         His  power  and  grace 
Are  still  the  same  ; 
And  let  his  name 
Have  endless  praise.] 
23 


266      PSALM  136. 

a  8  He  saw  the  nations  lie 
All  perishing  in  sin  ; 
And  pity'd  the  sad  state 
The  ruin'd  world  was  in. 
d  Thy  mercy,  Lord, 

Will  still  endure ; 
And  ever  sure 
Abides  thy  word, 
o  9  He  sent  his  only  Son, 
To  save  us  from  our  wo ; 
From  Satan,  sin,  and  death, 
And  ev'ry  hurtful  foe. 
d  His  power  and  grace 

Are  still  the  same; 
And  let  his  name 
Have  endless  praise, 
s     10  Give  thanks  aloud  to  God, 
To  God,  the  heavenly  King; 
And  let  the  spacious  earth 
His  works  and  glories  sing. 
d  Thy  mercy,  Lord, 

Will  still  endure ; 
And  ever  sure 
Abides  thy  word. 

L.  M.    Truro.  [*] 
Creation,  Providence,  and  Grace. 

1   /~^  IVE  to  our  God  immortal  praise  : 
vT  Mercy  and  truth  are  all  his  ways : 
d  Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong  ; 

Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song. 
— 2  Give  to  the  Lord  of  lords  renown, 

The  King  of  kings  with  glory  crown  ; 
d  His  mercies  ever  will  endure, 

When  lords  and  kings  are  known  no  more. 
— 3  He  built  the  earth,  he  spread  the  sky, 

And  fix'd  the  starry  lights  on  high : 
d  Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong ; 

Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song. 
— 4  He  fills  the  sun  with  morning  light ; 

He  bids  the  moon  direct  the  night : 
d  His  mercies  ever  will  endure, 

When  suns  and  moons  shall  shine  no  more. 
— 5  (The  Jews  he  freed  from  Pharaoh's  hand, 

And  brought  them  to  the  promis'd  land ; 


PSALM  138.  267 


d  Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong  ; 

Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song.) 
e  6  (He  saw  the  Gentiles  dead  in  sin, 

And  felt  his  pity  work  within  ; 
d  His  mercies  ever  will  endure, 

When  death  and  sin  shall  reign  no  more.) 
o  7  He  sent  his  Son  with  power  to  save, 

From  guilt,  and  darkness,  and  the  grave ; 
d  Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong ; 

Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song. 
— 8  Through  this  vain  world  he  guides  our  feet, 

And  leads  us  to  his  heavenly  seat : 
d  His  mercies  ever  will  endure, 

When  this  vain  world  shall  be  no  more. 

PSALM  138.  L.  M.  Quercy.  [*] 

Restoring  and  Preserving  Grace. 

1  XluHTH  all  my  powers  of  heart  and  tongue, 
▼  ▼     I'll  praise  my  Maker  in  my  song; 

Angels  shall  hear  the  notes  I  raise, 

Approve  the  song,  and  join  the  praise. 
e  2  Angels,  who  make  the  church  their  care, 

Shall  witness  my  devotion  there ; 

While  holy  zeal  directs  my  eyes 

To  thy  fair  temple  in  the  skies. 
— 3  Pll  sing  thy  truth  and  mercy,  Lord ; 

I'll  sing  the  wonders  of  thy  word  ; 

Not  all  the  works  and  names  below, 

So  much  thy  power  and  glory  show, 
e  [4  To  God  I  cry'd  when  troubles  rose : 

He  heard  me,  and  subdu'd  my  foes : 
o  He  did  my  rising  fears  control, 

And  strength  diffused  through  all  my  soul, 
g  5  The  God  of  heaven  maintains  his  state, 

Frowns  on  the  proud,  and  scorns  the  great : 
e  But  from  his  throne  descends  to  see 

The  sons  of  humble  poverty.] 
e  6  Amidst  a  thousand  snares  I  stand, 

Upheld  and  guarded  by  thy  hand ; 
— Thy  words  my  fainting  soul  revive, 

And  keep  my  dying  faith  alive. 


268  PSALM   139. 


o  7  Grace  will  complete  what  grace  begins, 
To  save  from  sorrow  or  from  sins  ; 
The  work  that  wisdom  undertakes, 
Eternal  mercy  ne'er  forsakes. 

PSALM  139.  L.  M.  1st  Part.  Bath.  Geneva.  [*] 

The  Jlll-sccing  dud. 
c   1   ~¥~    ORD,  thou  hast  search'd  and  seen  me  through ; 
I    A   Thine  eye  commands,  wit  li  piercing  view, 

My  rising  and  my  resting  hours, 

My  heart  and  flesh  with  all  their  powers. 

2  My  thoughts,  before  they  are  my  own, 

Are  to  my  God  distinctly  known  ; 

He  knows  the  words  I  mean  to  speak, 

Ere  from  my  opening  lips  they  break. 
p  3  Within  thy  circling  power  1  stand  ; 

On  ev'ry  side  I  find  thy  hand : 

Awake,  asleep,  at  home,  abroad, 

I  am  surrounded  still  with  God. 

[4  Amazing  knowledge,  vast  and  great ! 

What  large  extent!  what  lofty  height ! 

My  soul,  with  all  the  powers  I  boast, 

Is  in  the  boundless  prospect  lost. 

5  *  O  may  these  thoughts  possess  my  breast, 
'  Where'er  I  rove,  where'er  I  rest ! 

*  Nor  let  my  weaker  passions  dare 

*  Consent  to  sin ;  for  God  is  there.' 

PAUSE  THE  FIRST. 

6  Could  I  so  false,  so  faithless  prove, 
To  quit  thy  service  and  thy  love  ; 
Where,  Lord,  cculd  I  thy  presence  shun, 
Or  from  thy  dreadful  glory  run  ?] 

—7  If  up  to  heaven  I  take  my  flight, 

'Tis  there  thou  dwell'st,  enthron'd  in  light ; 
a  Or  dive  to  hell,  there  vengeance  reigns, 

And  Satan  groans  beneath  thy  chains. 
— 8  If,  mounted  on  a  morning  ray, 

I  fly  beyond  the  Western  sea ; 
o  Thy  swifter  hand  would  first  arrive, 

And  there  arrest  thy  fugitive. 
—9  Or  should  I  try  to  shun  thy  sight, 

Beneath  the  spreading  veil  of  night ; 

One  glance  of  thine,  one  piercing  ray, 

Would  kindle  darkness  into  day. 


PSALM  139.  269 


e  10  O  may  these  thoughts  possess  my  breast, 
Where'er  I  rove,  where'er  I  rest ; 
Nor  let  my  weaker  passions  dare 
Consent  to  sin ;  for  God  is  there ! 

PAUSE  THE  SECOND. 

[1 1  The  veil  of  night  is  no  disguise ; — 
No  screen  from  thy  all-searching  eyes : 
Thy  hand  can  seize  thy  foes  as  soon, 
Through  midnight  shades,  as  blazing  noon. 

12  Midnight  and  noon  in  this  agree, — 
Great  God,  they're  both  alike  to  thee : 
Not  death  can  hide  what  God  will  spy ; 
And  hell  lies  naked  to  his  eye. 

13  O  may  these  thoughts  possess  my  breast, 
Where'er  I  rove,  where'er  I  rest ; 

Nor  let  my  weaker  passions  dare 
Consent  to  sin ;  for  God  is  there  !] 

L.  M.  2nd  Part.  Portugal  [*] 

The  wonderful  formation  of  Man. 

1  'r  ■  VWAS  from  thy  hand,  my  God,  I  came, 

J-    A  work  of  such  a  curious  frame ; 
In  me  thy  fearful  wonders  shine, 
And  each  proclaims  thy  skill  divine. 

2  Thine  eyes  did  all  my  limbs  survey, 
Which  yet  in  dark  confusion  lay ; 
Thou  saw'st  the  daily  growth  they  took, 
Form'd  by  the  model  of  thy  book. 

3  [By  thee  my  growing  parts  were  nam'd, 
And  what  thy  sovereign  counsel  fram'd, 
(The  breathing  lungs,  the  beating  heart,) 
Was  copied  with  unerring  art.] 

4  At  last,  to  shew  my  Maker's  name, 
God  stamp'd  his  image  on  my  frame ! 
And  in  some  unknown  moment  join'd 
The  finish'd  members  to  the  mind. 

5  [There  the  young  seeds  of  thought  began, 
And  all  the  passions  of  the  man  : 

Great  God,  our  infant  nature  pays 
Immortal  tribute  to  thy  praise.] 

PAUSE. 

6  Lord,  since,  in  my  advancing  age, 
I've  acted  on  life's  busy  stage, 

23* 


210  PSALM   139. 


Thy  thoughts  of  love  to  me  surmount 
The  power  of  numbers  to  recount. 

7  I  could  survey  the  ocean  o'er, 

And  count  each  sand  that  makes  the  shore, 
Before  my  swiftest  thoughts  could  trace 
The  num'rous  wonders  of  thy  grace. 

8  These  on  my  heart  are  still  impress'd  ; 
With  these  I  give  my  eyes  to  rest ; 

And  at  my  waking  hour  I  find 
God  and  his  love  possess  my  mind. 
L.  M.  3rd  Part.  Bath.  [*] 

Sincerity  professed,  and  Grace  tried. 

1  [ll/TY  God,  what  inward  grief  I  feel, 
■1TJL  When  impious  men  transgress  thy  will ! 

1  mourn  to  hear  their  lips  profane 
Take  thy  tremendous  name  in  vain. 

2  Does  not  my  soul  detest  and  hate 
The  sons  of  malice  and  deceit  ? 
Those  that  oppose  thy  laws  and  thee, 
1  count  them  enemies  to  me. 

e  3  Lord,  search  my  soul,  try  ev'ry  thought . 
Though  my  own  heart  accuse  me  not 
Of  walking  in  a  false  disguise, 

1  beg  the  trial  of  thine  eyes. 

4  Doth  secret  mischief  lurk  within  ? 
Do  I  indulge  some  unknown  sin  ? 
— O  turn  my  feet,  whene'er  I  stray, 
And  lead  me  in  thy  perfect  way.] 

C.  M.  1st  Part.   Wantage,  [b] 

God's  Omnipresence  and  Omniscience. 

e  1  TN  all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee, 
J-  In  vain  my  soul  would  try 
To  shun  thy  presence,  Lord,  or  flee 
The  notice  of  thine  eye. 

2  Thy  all-surrounding  sight  surveys 
My  rising  and  my  rest ; 

My  public  walks,  my  private  ways, 
And  secrets  of  my  breast. 
— 3  My  thoughts  lie  open  to  the  Lord, 
Bsfore  they're  fornvd  within; 
And  ere  my  lips  pronounce  the  word, 
He  knows  the  sense  I  mean. 


PSALM  139.  271 


4  O  wondrous  knowledge,  deep  and  high ! 
Where  can  a  creature  hide  ! 
Within  thy  circling  arms  I  lie, 
Beset  on  ev'ry  side. 

o  5  So  let  thy  grace  surround  me  still, 
And  like  a  bulwark  prove, 
To  guard  my  soul  from  ev'ry  ill, 
Secur'd  by  sovereign  love. 

PAUSE.     Windsor. 

a  6  Lord,  where  shall  guilty  souls  retire, 
Forgotten  and  unknown  ? 
In  hell  they  meet  thy  dreadful  fire, — 
In  heaven  thy  glorious  throne. 

e  7  Should  I  suppress  my  vital  breath, 

To  'scape  the  wrath  divine  ; 
o  Thy  voice  could  break  the  bars  of  death, 

And  make  the  grave  resign. 

— 8  If,  wing'd  with  beams  of  morning  light, 
I  fly  beyond  the  West ; 
Thy  hand,  which  must  support  my  flight, 
Would  soon  betray  my  rest. 

9  If  o'er  my  sins  I  think  to  draw 
The  curtains  of  the  night ; 
o  Those  flaming  eyes  that  guard  thy  law, 
Would  turn  the  shades  to  light. 

g  10  The  beams  of  noon,  the  midnight  hour, 

Are  both  alike  to  thee  : 
e  O  may  I  ne'er  provoke  that  Power, 

From  which  I  cannot  flee. 

C.  M.  2nd  Part.  Colchester.  [*] 

Wisdom  of  God  in  the  Formation  of  Man. 

1  X78J~HEN  I,  with  pleasing  wonder,  stand, 

▼  ▼     And  all  my  frame  survey, 
Lord,  'tis  thy  work !  I  own  thy  hand 
Thus  built  my  humble  clay. 

2  Thy  hand  my  heart  and  reins  possess'd, 
W7here  unborn  nature  grew ; 

Thy  wisdom  all  my  features  trac'd, 
And  all  my  members  drew 


212 PSALM  139,  141. 

3  Thine  eye  with  nicest  care  survey'd 

The  growth  of  ev'ry  part ; 
'Till  the  whole  scheme  thy  thoughts  had  laid. 
Was  copied  by  thy  art. 
o  4  Heaven,  earth,  and  sea,  and  fire  and  wind ; 
Shew  me  thy  wondrous  skill ; 
But  I  review  myself,  and  find 
e       Diviner  wonders  still, 
g  5  Thy  awful  glories  round  me  shine  ; 
My  flesh  proclaims  thy  praise  : 
Lord,  to  thy  works  of  nature  join 
Thy  miracles  of  grace. 

C.  M.  3rd  Part.  York.  [*] 

The  Mercies  of  God  innumerable. 

1  T    ORD,  when  I  count  thy  mercies  o'er, 

-L^   They  strike  me  with  surprise  ; 
o  Not  all  the  sands  that  spread  the  shore 

To  equal  numbers  rise. 
e  2  My  flesh  with  fear  and  wonder  stands — 

The  product  of  thy  skill ; 
o  And  hourly  blessings  from  thy  hands 

Thy  thoughts  of  love  reveal. 
— 3  These  on  my  heart  by  night  I  keep  ; 
e       How  kind,  how  dear  to  me  ! 
o  O  may  the  hour  that  ends  my  sleep, 

Still  find  my  thoughts  with  thee. 

PSALM  141.  L.  M.   Worship.  Dresden.  [*] 

V.  2,  3,  4,  5. —  Watchfulness  and  Brotherly  Love. 

1  "IVTY  God,  accept  my  early  vows, 
-ITA  Like  morning  incense  in  thy  house ; 

And  let  my  nightly  worship  rise, 

Sweet  as  the  ev'ning  sacrifice. 
e  2  Watch  o'er  my  lips,  and  guard  them,  Lord, 

From  ev'ry  rash  and  heedless  word ; 

Nor  let  my  feet  incline  to  tread 

The  guilty  path  where  sinners  lead. 

3  O  may  the  righteous,  when  I  stray, 

Smite  and  reprove  my  wand'ring  way ! 
o  Their  gentle  words,  like  ointment  shed, 

Shall  never  bruise,  but  cheer  my  head. 


PSALM  142,  143. 273 

e  4  When  I  behold  them  press'd  with  grief, 

I'll  cry  to  heaven  for  their  relief; 
— And,  by  my  warm  petitions,  prove 

How  much  I  prize  their  faithful  love. 

PSALM  142.  C.  M.  Isle  of  Wight,  [b] 

God  the  Hope  of  the  Helpless. 

1  f  II O  God  I  made  my  sorrows  known ; 

-1-    From  God  I  sought  relief: 
In  long  complaints,  before  his  throne, 
1  pour'd  out  all  my  grief. 

p  2  My  soul  was  overwhelm'd  with  woes, 
My  heart  began  to  break ; 
My  God,  who  all  my  burden  knows, 

He  knows  the  way  I  take. 
3  On  ev'ry  side  I  cast  mine  eye, 

And  found  my  helpers  gone  ; 
While  friends  and  strangers  past  me  by, 
Neglected  and  unknown. 
O  4  Then  did  I  raise  a  louder  cry, 

And  call'd  thy  mercy  near  ; 
d  '  Thou  art  my  portion  when  I  die, — 
'  Be  thou  my  refuge  here.' 

e  5  Lord,  I  am  brought  exceeding  low, 
—    Now  let  thine  ear  attend  ; 

And  make  my  foes,  who  vex  me,  know 

I've  an  Almighty  Friend. 
6  From  my  sad  prison  set  me  free ; 
o      Then  shall  I  praise  thy  name  : 
And  holy  men  shall  join  with  me, 
Thy  kindness  to  proclaim. 

PSALM  143.  L.  M.  Geneva,  [b] 

Complaint  and  Hope. 

a  1  TVTY  righteous  Judge,  my  gracious  God, 
-!-▼-*-  Hear,  when  I  spread  my  hands  abroad, 

And  cry  for  succour  from  thy  throne ; 

O  make  thy  truth  and  mercy  known. 
e  2  [Let  judgment  not  against  me  pass ; 

Behold  thy  servant  pleads  thy  grace : 

Should  justice  call  us  to  thy  bar, 

No  man  alive  is  guiltless  there. 


274  i'>ALM  1 43. 


3  Look  down  in  pity,  Lord,  and  see 
The  mighty  woes  that  burden  me; 
Down  to  the  dust  my  life,  is  brought, 
Like  one  long  buried  and  forgot.] 

p  4  I  dwell  in  darkness  and  unseen ; 
My  heart  is  desolate  within  : 
My  thoughts  in  musing  silence  trace 
The  ancient  wonders  of  th\  grace. 

— 5  Thence  I  derive  a  glimpse  of  hope, 

To  bear  my  sinking  spirits  up  ; 
I  stretch  my  hand  to  God  again, 

And  thirst,  like  parched  lands  for  rain. 

e  6  [For  thee  I  thirst,  I  pray,  I  mourn  ; 
When  will  thy  smiling  face  return  ? 
Shall  all  my  joys  on  earth  remove  ? 
And  God  for  ever  hide  his  love  ?] 

p  7  My  God,  thy  long  delay  to  save 
Will  sink  thy  pris'ner  to  the  grave : 
My  heart  grows  faint,  and  dim  mine  eye, 

— Make  haste  to  help — before  I  die. 

p  8  [The  night  is  witness  to  my  tears  ; 

Distressing  pains,  distressing  fears ! 
— O  might  I  hear  thy  morning  voice, 

How  would  my  weary  soul  rejoice  !] 

9  In  thee  I  trust,  to  thee  I  sigh, — 
And  lift  my  weary  soul  on  high : 
For  thee  sit  waiting  all  the  day, — 
And  wear  the  tiresome  hours  away. 

10  Break  off  my  fetters,  Lord,  and  show, 
"Which  is  the  path  my  feet  should  go : 

If  snares  and  iocs  beset  the  road. 
o  1  flee  to  hide  me  near  my  God. 

— 1 1  Teach  me  to  do  thy  holy  will, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  heavenly  hill ; 
Let  the  good  Spirit  of  thy  love 
Conduct  me  to  thy  courts  above. 

\2  [Then  shall  my  soul  no  more  complain, 
The  tempter  then  shall  rage  in  vain : 
And  flesh,  that  was  my  foe  before, 
Shall  never  vex  my  spirit  more.] 


PSALM  144  275 


PSALM  144.  C.  M.  1st  Part.  Bedford,  [*] 

V.  1,  2 — Aid  and  Victory  in  Spiritual  Warfare 

1  TH!  OR  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 
-T    My  Saviour  and  my  Shield ; 

He  sends  his  Spirit  with  his  word, 
To  arm  me  for  the  field. 

2  When  sin  and  hell  their  force  unite, 
He  makes  my  soul  his  care ; 

Instructs  me  to  the  heavenly  fight, 
And  guards  me  through  the  war. 

3  A  Friend  and  Helper,  so  divine, 
Doth  my  weak  courage  raise  : 

He  makes  the  glorious  vict'ry  mine ; 
And  his  shall  be  the  praise. 

C.  M.  2nd  Part.  Reading,  [b] 

V.  3,  4,  5,  6. —  Vanity  of  Man,  and  Condescension  of  God. 

p  1  T~    ORD,  what  is  man,  poor  feeble  man 
J-J  Born  of  the  earth  at  first ! 
His  life  a  shadow,  light  and  vain, 

Still  hasting  to  the  dust ! 
2  Oh  what  is  feeble,  dying  man, 
Or  any  of  his  race, 
— That  God  should  make  it  his  concern, 

To  visit  him  with  grace ! 
g  3  That  God,  who  darts  his  lightnings  down 
Who  shakes  the  worlds  above  ! 
And  mountains  tremble  at  his  frown — 
How  wondrous  is  his  love ! 

L.  M.  Shoel  [*] 

V.  12 — 15. —  The  Happy  City  and  JVation. 

1  XTAPPY  the  city  where  their  sons, 
JLL  Like  pillars  round  a  palace  set, 

And  daughters,  bright  as  polish'd  stones, 
Give  strength  and  beauty  to  the  state. 

2  Happy  the  country,  where  the  sheep, 
Cattle,  and  corn,  have  large  increase ; 
Where  men  securely  work  or  sleep, 
Nor  sons  of  plunder  break  their  peace. 

3  Happy  the  nation  thus  endow'd  ; 
But  more  divinely  blest  are  those, 


276  PSALM  145. 


On  whom  the  all-sufficient  God 
Himself,  with  all  his  grace,  bestows. 

PSALM  145.  L.  M.  Green's.  Nantwich.  p] 

The  Greatness  of  God. 

1  1%/TY  God,  my  King,  thy  various  praise 
jltX  Shall  fill  the  remnant  of  my  days  ; 
Thy  grace  employ  my  humble  tongue, 
Till  death  and  glory  raise  the  song. 

u  2  The  wings  of  every  hour  shall  bear 
Some  thankful  tribute  to  thine  ear ; 
And  every  setting  sun  shall  see 
New  works  of  duty,  done  for  thee. 

— 3  Thy  truth  and  justice  I'll  proclaim  ; 
Thy  bounty  flows,  an  endless  stream  : 
Thy  mercy  swift ;  thine  anger  slow, — 

e  But  dreadful  to  the  stubborn  foe. 

g  4  Thy  works  with  sovereign  glory  shine, 
And  speak  thy  majesty  divine  ; 
Let  ev'ry  realm  with  joy  proclaim 
The  sound  and  honour  of  thy  name. 

o  5  Let  distant  times  and  nations  raise 
The  long  succession  of  thy  praise  ; 
And  unborn  ages  make  my  song 
The  joy  and  labour  of  their  tongue. 

e  6  But  who  can  speak  thy  wondrous  deeds  ? 

— Thy  greatness  all  our  thoughts  exceeds  : 

g  Vast — and  unsearchable  thy  ways, 
Vast — and  immortal  be  thy  praise. 

C.  M.   1st  Part.  Barby.  Mitcham.  [*] 

Ver.  1—7,  11— 13.—  The  Greatness  of  God 

o  1  X   ONG  as  I  live  I'll  bless  thy  name, 

J-^  My  King,  my  God  of  love  ; 
My  Work  and  joy  shall  be  the  same, 

In  the  bright  world  above. 
— 2  Great  is  the  Lord  ;  his  power  unknown ; 

And  let  his  praise  be  great : 
I'll  sing  the  honours  of  thy  throne, 

Thy  works  of  grace  repeat. 
o  3  Thy  grace  shall  dwell  upon  my  tongue  ; 

And  while  my  lips  rejoice, 


PSALM  145.  277 


The  men,  who  hear  my  sacred  song, 
Shall  join  their  cheerful  voice. 
— 4  Fathers  to  sons  shall  teach  thy  Name, 

And  children  learn  thy  ways  ; 
o  Ages  to  come  thy  truth  proclaim, 

And  nations  sound  thy  praise. 
u  5  Thy  glorious  deeds  of  ancien !  date 
Shall  through  the  world  be  known ; 
Thine  arm  of  power,  thy  heavenly  state, 
With  public  splendour  shown 
g  6  The  world  is  manag'd  by  thy  hands  ; 
Thy  saints  are  rul'd  by  love : 
And  thine  eternal  kingdom  stands, — 
Though  rocks  and  hills  remove. 

C.  M.  2nd  Part.  Swamvick.  [*] 

Ver.  7,  &c. —  The  Goodness  of  God. 

o  1   ©WEET  is  the  mem'ry  of  thy  grace, 

^3  My  God,  my  heavenly  King ; 
Let  age  to  age  thy  righteousness, 

In  sounds  of  glory  sing. 
— 2  God  reigns  on  high ;  but  ne'er  confines 

His  goodness  to  the  skies  : 
o  Through  the  whole  earth  his  bounty  shines, 

And  ev'ry  want  supplies. 
e  3  With  longing  eyes  thy  creatures  wait 

On  thee  for  daily  food ; 
o  Thy  lib'ral  hand  provides  their  meat, 

And  fills  their  mouth  with  good. 
e  4  How  kind  are  thy  compassions,  Lord  ! 
e      How  slow  thine  anger  moves  ! 
o  But  soon  he  sends  his  pard'ning  word, 

To  cheer  the  souls  he  loves. 
o  5  Creatures,  with  all  their  endless  race, 

Thy  power  and  praise  proclaim ; 
But  saints,  who  taste  thy  richer  grace, 

Delight  to  bless  thy  name. 

C.  M.  3rd  Part.  Sunday.  [*] 

Ver.  14 — 17,  &c.     Mercy  to  Sufferers 

1  ET  ev'ry  tongue  thy  goodness  speak, 

-Li  Thou  sovereign  Lord  of  all ! 
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278  PSALM  146. 


Thy  strength'ning  hands  uphold  the  weak, 
And  raise  the  poor  who  fall. 

2  When  sorrow  bows  the  spirit  down, — 
Or  virtue  lies  distress'd, 

Beneath  some  proud  oppressor's  frown, — 
Thou  giv'st  the  mourners  rest. 

3  The  Lord  supports  our  tott'ring  days, 
And  guides  our  giddy  youth ; 

Holy  and  just  are  all  his  ways, 
And  all  his  words  are  truth. 

4  He  knows  the  pain  his  servants  feel ; 
He  hears  his  children  cry  : 

And,  their  best  wishes  to  fulfil, 
His  grace  is  ever  nigh. 

5  His  mercy  never  shall  remove 
From  men  of  heart  sincere  : 

He  saves  the  souls,  whose  humble  love 
Is  join'd  with  holy  fear. 

6  [His  stubborn  foes  his  sword  shall  slay, 
And  pierce  their  hearts  with  pain ; 

But  none,  who  serve  the  Lord,  shall  say, 
They  sought  the  Lord  in  vain. 

7  My  lips  shall  dwell  upon  his  praise, 
And  spread  his  fame  abroad  ; 

Let  all  the  sons  of  Adam  raise 
The  honours  of  their  God.] 


PSALM  146.  L.  M.  Old  Hundred.  [*] 

Praise  for  Divine  Goodness  and  Truth. 

1  [TJ  R  AI SE  ye  the  Lord ;  my  heart  shall  join 

JL      In  works  so  pleasant,  so  divine, 
Now,  while  the  flesh  is  mine  abode, 
And  when  my  soul  ascends  to  God. 

2  Praise  shall  employ  my  noblest  powers, 
While  immortality  endures ; 

My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life  and  thought  and  being  last. 

3  Why  should  I  make  a  man  my  trust  ? 
Princes  must  die  and  turn  to  dust : 

Their  breath  departs,  their  pomp  and  power, 
And  thoughts  all  vanish  in  an  hour.] 

4  Happy  the  man,  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God  :  lie  made  the  sky, 


PSALM   146. 279 

And  earth  and  seas,  with  all  their  train  ; 
And  none  shall  find  his  promise  vain. 

5  His  truth  for  ever  stands  secure  ; 
He  saves  the  oppressed,  he  feeds  the  poor ; 
He  sends  the  lab'ring  conscience  peace, 
And  grants  the  pris'ner  sweet  release. 

e  6  The  Lord  hath  eyes  to  give  the  blind ; 
The  Lord  supports  the  sinking  mind ; 
He  helps  the  stranger  in  distress, 
The  widow  and  the  fatherless. 

— 7  He  loves  his  saints  ;  he  knows  them  well , 
e  But  turns  the  wicked  down  to  hell : 
o  Thy  God,  O  Zion,  ever  reigns ; 
Praise  him  in  everlasting  strains. 

P.  M.  St.  Helen's.  [*] 

Praise  for  Divine  Goodness  and  Truth. 

o  1  JT'LL  praise  my  Maker  with  my  breath; 
JL  And  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 
Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powers  : 

— My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life  and  thought  and  being  last, 
Or  immortality  endures. 

e  2  Why  should  1  make  a  man  my  trust? 
e  Princes  must  die,  and  turn  to  dust : 
Vain  is  the  help  of  flesh  and  blood : 
Their  breath  departs,  their  pomp  and  power, 
And  thoughts  all  vanish  in  an  hour  ; 
Nor  can  they  make  their  promise  good. 

o  3  Happy  the  man,  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God :  He  made  the  sky, 
And  earth  and  seas,  with  all  their  train : 
— His  truth  for  ever  stands  secure  ; 

He  saves  th'  oppress'd,  he  feeds  the  poor ; 
And  none  shall  find  his  promise  vain. 

e  4  The  Lord  hath  eyes  to  give  the  blind ; 
The  Lord  supports  the  sinking  mind ; 

He  sends  the  lab'ring  conscience  peace 
He  helps  the  stranger  in  distress, 
The  widow  and  the  fatherless, 

And  grants  the  pris'ner  sweet  release. 


280  PSALM  in. 


— He  loves  his  saints;  he  knows  them  well, 
e  But  turns  the  wicked  down  to  hell : 
o      Thy  God,  O  Zion,  ever  reigns: 
o  Let  ev'ry  tongue,  let  ev'ry  age, 

In  this  exalted  work  engage   : 
Praise  him  in  everlasting  strains. 
s  6  I'll  praise  him  while  lie  lends  me  breath; 

And,  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 
Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powers  : 

My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  he  past, 

While  life  and  thought  and  being  last, 
Or  immortality  endures. 

PSALM  147.  L.  M.  1st  Part.  Old  Hundred.  [*] 

Divine  JVatiirc,  Providence,  and  Grace. 

1  TJRAISE  ye  the  Lord:  'tis  good  to  raise, 
JL      Our  hearts  and  voices  in  his  praise  ; 

His  nature  and  his  works  invite, 
To  make  this  duty  our  delight. 

2  The  Lord  builds  up  Jerusalem, 
And  gathers  nations  to  his  name ; 
His  mercy  melts  the  stubborn  soul, 
And  makes  the  broken  spirit  whole. 

,°  He  form'd  the  stars,  those  heavenly  flames, 
He  counts  their  numbers,  calls  their  names ! 
His  wisdom's  vast,  and  knows  no  bound, — 
A  deep  where  all  our  thoughts  are  drown'd ! 

4  Great  is  the  Lord,  and  great  his  might, 
And  all  his  glories  infinite  : 

He  crowns  the  meek,  rewards  the  just, 
And  treads  the  wicked  to  the  dust. 

TAUSE.     Castle-Street. 

5  Sing  to  the  Lord,  exalt  him  high, 
Who  spreads  his  clouds  all  round  the  sky ; 
There  he  prepares  the  fruitful  rain, 

Nor  lets  the  drops  descend  in  vain. 

6  He  makes  the  grass  the  hills  adorn, 
And  clothes  the  smiling  fields  with  corn ; 
The  beasts  with  food  his  hands  supply, 
And  the  young  ravens,  when  they  cry. 

7  What  is  the  creature's  skill  or  force, 
The  sprightly  man,  the  warlike  horse, 


PSALM  147.  281 


The  nimble  wit,  the  active  limb ! 
All  are  too  mean  delights  for  him. 
8  But  saints  are  lovely  in  his  sight, 
He  views  his  children  with  delight : 
He  sees  their  hope,  he  knows  their  fear, 
And  looks,  and  loves  his  image  there. 
L.  M.  2nd  Part.  Portugal  [*] 

Summer  and  Winter. 

1  [~|~   ET  Zion  praise  the  mighty  God, 

-Li  And  make  his  honours  known  abroad 
For  sweet  the  joy — our  songs  to  raise ; 
And  glorious  is  the  work  of  praise. 

2  Our  children  are  secure  and  blest ; 
Our  shores  have  peace,  our  cities  rest ; 
He  feeds  our  sons  with  finest  wheat, 
And  adds  his  blessing  to  their  meat. 

3  The  changing  seasons  he  ordains, 
The  early  and  the  latter  rains : 

The  flakes  of  snow,  like  wool,  he  sends, 
And  thus  the  springing  corn  defends. 

4  With  hoary  frost  he  strews  the  ground , 
His  hail  descends  with  clatt'ring  sound : 
Where  is  the  man  so  vainly  bold, 

As  dare  defy  his  dreadful  cold ! 

5  He  bids  the  southern  breezes  blow  ; 
The  ice  dissolves,  the  waters  flow : 
But  he  hath  nobler  works  and  ways, 
To  call  his  people  to  his  praise. 

6  To  all  our  land  his  laws  are  shown ; 
His  gospel  through  the  nation  known : 
He  hath  not  thus  reveaPd  his  word 
To  ev'ry  land  : — Praise  ye  the  Lord.] 

C.  M.  Hartford.  [*] 

V.  7—9,  13—18.     The  Seasons  of  the  Year. 

1  TX/TTH  songs  and  honours,  sounding  loud, 

▼  ▼     Address  the  Lord  on  high  : 
Over  the  heavens  he  spreads  his  cloud, 
And  waters  veil  the  sky. 

2  He  sends  his  showers  of  blessings  down, 
To  cheer  the  plains  below  ; 

He  makes  the  grass  the  mountains  crown, 
And  corn  in  valleys  grow. 
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282  PSALM  148. 


o  3  lie  gives  the  grazing  ox  his  meat; 
He  hears  the  ravens  ery  : 
But  man,  who  tastes  liis  finest  wheat, 
Should  raise  his  honours  high. 
e  4  His  steady  counsels  change  the  face 
Of  the  declining  year  ; 
He  bids  the  sun  cut  short  his  race, 

And  wintry  days  appear. 
5  His  hoary  frost,  and  fleecy  snow, 
Descend  and  clothe  the  ground : 
The  liquid  streams  forbear  to  flow, 
In  icy  fetters  bound. 
o  6  When  from  his  dreadful  stores  on  high 
He  pours  the  rattling  hail ; — 
The  wretch,  who  dares  his  God  defy, 
Shall  find  his  courage  fail. 
b  7  He  sends  his  word  and  melts  the  snow ; 
The  fields  no  longer  mourn  : 
He  calls  the  warmer  gales  to  blow, 
And  bids  the  spring  return. 
o  8  The  changing  wind,  the  flying  cloud, 

Obeys  his  mighty  word  : 
g  With  songs  and  honours  sounding  loud, 
Praise  ye  the  sovereign  Lord. 

PSALM  148.  P.  M.  Triumph,  [*] 

Praise  to  God  from  all  Creatures. 

o  1  "V^E  tribes  of  Adam  join 

X    With  heaven  and  earth  and  seas, 
And  offer  notes  divine 
To  your  Creator's  praise. 

Ye  holy  throng 

Of  angels  bright, 

In  worlds  of  light, 

Begin  the  song. 
— 2  [Thou  sun,  with  dazzling  rays, 
And  moon,  that  rul'st  the  night, 
Shine  to  your  Maker's  praise, — 
With  stars  of  twinkling  light. 

His  powTer  declare, 

Ye  floods  on  high, 

And  clouds,  that  fly 

In  empty  air.l 


PSALM  148.  283 


— 3  The  shining  worlds  above 
In  glorious  order  stand, 
Or  in  swift  courses  move, 
By  his  supreme  command. 
o  He  spake  the  word, — 

And  all  their  frame, 
From  nothing  came, 
To  praise  the  Lord, 
g  4  He  mov'd  their  mighty  wheels, 
In  unknown  ages  past ; 
And  each  his  word  fulfils, 
While  time  and  nature  last. 
In  difTrent  ways, 
His  works  proclaim 
His  wondrous  name, 
And  speak  his  praise. 

PAUSE. 

— 5  [Let  all  the  earth-born  race, 
And  monsters  of  the  deep, — 
And  fish  that  cleave  the  seas, 
Or  in  their  bosom  sleep, — 

From  sea  and  shore 

Their  tribute  pay ; 

And  still  display 

Their  Maker's  power. 
6  Ye  vapours,  hail  and  snow, 
Praise  ye  th'  Almighty  Lord, 
And  stormy  winds,  that  blow 
To  execute  his  word. 

When  lightnings  shine, 

And  thunders  roar, 

Let  earth  adore 

His  hand  Divine. 
7  Ye  mountains  near  the  skies, 
With  lofty  cedars  there, 
And  trees  of  humbler  size, 
That  fruit  in  plenty  bear  ; — 

Beasts  wild  and  tame, 

Birds,  flies,  and  worms, 

In  various  forms, — 

Exalt  his  name.] 
e  8  Ye  kings  and  judges,  fear 
The  Lord,  the  sovereign  King ; 


284  PSALM  148. 


And  while  you  rule  us  here, 
His  heavenly  honours  sing : 

Nor  let  the  dream 

Of  power  and  state, 

Make  you  forget 

His  power  supreme. 
o  9  Virgins  and  youths,  engage 

To  sound  his  praise  divine ; 
t  While  infancy  and  age 

Their  feebler  voices  join  : 
o  Wide  as  he  reigns, 

His  name  be  sung, 

By  ev'ry  tongue, 

In  endless  strains, 
g  10  Let  all  the  nations  fear 
The  God  who  rules  above ; 
He  brings  his  people  near, 
And  makes  them  taste  his  love : 

While  earth  and  sky 

Attempt  his  praise, 

His  saints  shall  raise 

His  honours  high. 

L,  M.  Paraphrased.  Old  Hundred.  [*] 

Universal  Praise  to  God. 

g  1  X    OUD  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord,    [dwell ; 
-m-JL   From  distant  worlds  where  creatures 
Let  heaven  begin  the  solemn  word, 
And  sound  it  dreadful — down  to  hell. 

[Note.  This  Psalm  may  be  sung  to  a  different 
metre,  by  adding  the  two  following  lines  to  every 
stanza,  viz. 

Each  of  his  works  his  name  displays, 
But  they  can  ne'er  fulfil  his  praise.] 

2  [The  Lord — how  absolute  he  reigns  ! 
Let  ev'ry  angel  bend  the  knee  : 

Sing  of  his  love  in  heavenly  strains  ; 
And  speak  how  fierce  his  terrours  be.] 

3  High  on  a  throne  his  glories  dwell, — 
An  awful  throne  of  shining  bliss  ; 

o  Fly  through  the  world,  O  sun,  and  tell 
How  dark  thy  beams  compar'd  to  his. 


PSALM  148.  •   285 


4  [Awake,  ye  tempests,  and  his  fame, 
In  sounds  of  dreadful  praise  declare  ; 
And  the  sweet  whisper  of  his  name. 
Fill  ev'ry  gentler  breeze  of  air. 

5  Let  clouds,  and  winds,  and  waves  agree 
To  join  their  praise  with  blazing  fire  ; 
Let  the  firm  earth,  and  rolling  sea, 

In  this  eternal  song  conspire. 

6  Ye  flow'ry  plains,  proclaim  his  skill ; 
Vallies  lie  low  before  his  eye ; 

And  let  his  praise,  from  ev'ry  hill, 
Rise  tuneful  to  the  neighb'ring  sky. 

7  Ye  stubborn  oaks,  and  stately  pines, 
Bend  your  high  branches,  and  adore  ; 
Praise  him,  ye  beasts,  in  difF'rent  strains  ; 
The  lamb  must  bleat,  the  lion  roar. 

8  Birds,  ye  must  make  his  praise  your  theme ; 
Nature  demands  a  song  from  you ; 

While  the  dumb  fish,  that  cut  the  stream, 

Leap  up,  and  mean  his  praises  too.] 
— 9  Mortals,  can  you  refrain  your  tongue, 
e  When  nature  all  around  you  sings ; 
u  Oh  for  a  shout — from  old  and  young, — 

From  humble  swains,  and  lofty  kings, 
g  10  Wide — as  his  vast  dominion  lies — 

Make  the  Creator's  name  be  known : 
u  Loud — as  his  thunder — shout  his  praise, 
g  And  sound  it  lofty— as  his  throne. 
e  11  JEHOVAH— 'tis  a  glorious  word— 

0  may  it  dwell  on  ev'ry  tongue ! 

o  But  saints,  who  best  have  known  the  Lord, 
Are  bound  to  raise  the  noblest  song. 

o  12  Speak  of  the  wonders  of  that  love, 
Which  Gabriel  plays  on  ev'ry  chord ! 

U  From  all  below  and  all  above, 
Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord. 

S.  M.  St.  Thomas.  [*] 

Universal  Praise. 

1  T   ET  ev'ry  creature  join, 
-Li  To  praise  th'  eternal  God ; 

Ye  heavenly  hosts,  the  song  begin, 
And  sound  his  name  abroad. 


286  PSALM   148. 


2       Ihou  sun,  with  golden  beams, 

And  moon,  with  paler  rays, 
Ye  starry  lights,  ye  twinkling  flames, 

Shine  to  your  Maker's  praise. 
$      He  built  those  worlds  above, 

And  fix'd  their  wondrous  frame  ; 
By  his  command  they  stand  or  move, 

And  ever  speak  his  name. 

4  Ye  vapours,  when  you  rise, 
Or  fall  in  showers,  or  snow, — 

Ye  thunders,  murm'ring  round  the  skies. 
His  power  and  glory  show. 

5  Wind,  hail,  and  flashing  fire, 
Agree  to  praise  the  Lord, — 

When  ye  in  dreadful  storms  conspire, 
To  execute  his  word. 

6  By  all  his  works  above 
His  honours  be  express'd ; 

But  saints,  who  taste  his  saving  love, 
Should  sing  his  praises  best. 

PAUSE  THE  FIRST. 

7  [Let  earth  and  ocean  know, 
They  owe  their  Maker  praise  : 

Praise  him,  ye  wat'ry  worlds  below, 
And  monsters  of  the  seas. 

8  From  mountains  near  the  sky, 
Let  his  high  praise  resound ; 

From  humble  shrubs,  and  cedars  high, 
And  vales  and  fields  around. 

9  Ye  lions  of  the  wood, 

And  tamer  beasts  that  graze, — 
Ye  live  upon  his  daily  food, 

And  he  expects  your  praise. 

10  Ye  birds  of  lofty  wing, 
On  high  his  praises  bear ; 

Or  sit  on  flow'ry  boughs,  and  sing 
Your  Maker's  glory  there. 

11  Ye  creeping  ants  and  worms, 
His  various  wisdom  show ; 

And  flies  in  all  your  shining  swarms, 
Praise  him  who  dress'd  vou  so. 


PSALM  149. 287 

\2    By  all  the  earth-born  race, 

His  honours  be  expressed  : — 
But  saints,  who  know  his  heavenly  grace 

Should  learn  to  praise  him  best. 

PAUSE  THE  SECOND. 

13  Monarchs  of  wide  command, 
Praise  ye  th'  eternal  King  : 

Judges,  adore  that  sovereign  hand, 
Whence  all  your  honours  spring. 

14  Let  vig'rous  youth  engage, 

To  sound  his  praises  high  : 
While  growing  babes,  and  with'ring  age, 
Their  feebler  voices  try. 

15  United  zeal  be  shown 

His  wondrous  fame  to  raise : 

God  is  the  Lord :  his  name  alone 

Deserves  our  endless  praise. 

16  Let  nature  join  with  art, 
And  all  pronounce  him  blest : 

But  saints,  who  dwell  so  near  his  heart, 
Should  sing  his  praises  best.] 

PSALM  149.  C.  M.  Arundel  [*]~~ 

The  Saints  judging  the  World. 

1  4  LL  ye  who  love  the  Lord,  rejoice, 
-£\-  And  let  your  songs  be  new ; 

Amidst  the  church,  with  cheerful  voice, 
His  later  wonders  shew. 

2  The  Jews,  the  people  of  his  grace, 
Shall  their  Redeemer  sing ; 

And  Gentile  nations  join  the  praise, 
While  Zion  owns  her  King. 

3  The  Lord  takes  pleasure  in  the  just, 
Whom  sinners  treat  with  scorn  : 

The  meek,  who  lie  despis'd  in  dust, 

Salvation  shall  adorn. 
-4  Saints  should  be  joyful  in  their  King, 

Ev'n  on  a  dying  bed  ; 
And,  like  the  souls  in  glory,  sing : 

For  God  shall  raise  the  dead. 
5  Then  his  high  praise  shall  fill  their  tongues, 

Their  hands  shall  wield  the  sword  ; 


288  nSALM  150 


And  vengeance  shall  attend  their  songs, — 
The  vengeance  of  the  Lord. 

g  6  When  Christ  he  judgment  seat  ascends, 
And  bids  the  world  appear, 
Thrones  are  prepar'd  for  all  his  friends, 
Who  humbly  lov'd  him  here. 

7  [Then  shall  they  rule,  with  iron  rod, 
Nations  that  dar'd  rebel : 

And  join  the  sentence?  of  their  God, 
On  tyrants  doom'd  to  hell. 

8  The  royal  sinners,  bound  in  chains, 
New  triumphs  shall  afford  : 

Such  honour  for  the  saints  remains  : — 
Praise  ye  and  love  the  Lord.] 


PSALM  150.  C.  M.  Doxology.  [*] 

Ver.  1,  2,  6. — A  Song  oj  Praise. 

1  "FN  God's  own  house  pronounce  his  praise ; 
A  His  grace  he  there  reveals  : 

To  heaven  your  joy  and  wonder  raise  , 
For  there  his  glory  dwells. 

2  Let  all  your  sacred  passions  move, 
While  you  rehearse  his  deeds : 

But  the  great  work  of  saving  love 
Your  highest  praise  exceeds. 

3  All  that  have  motion,  life,  and  breath, 
Proclaim  your  Maker  blest ; 

Yet  when  my  voice  expires  in  death, 
My  soul  shall  praise  him  best. 

THE  CHRISTIAN  DOXOLOGY 

L.  M. 

TO  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
Be  honour,  praise,  and  glory  given, 
By  all  on  earth  and  all  in  heaven. 


DOXOLOGIES. 289 

CM. 

LET  God —the  Father  and  the  Son 
And  Spirit, — be  ador'd, 
Where  there  are  works  to  make  him  known, 
Or  saints  to  love  the  Lord. 

CM. 

Where  the  tune  includes  tico  stanzas. 
1. 

THE  God  of  mercy  be  ador'd, 
Who  calls  our  souls  from  death ; 
Who  saves  by  his  redeeming  word, 
And  new  creating  breath. 
2. 
To  praise  the  Father  and  the  Son, 

And  Spirit  all  divine, — 
The  One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  One, — 
Let  saints  and  angels  join. 

S.  M. 

YE  angels  round  the  throne, 
And  saints  who  dwell  below, 
Worship  the  Father,  praise  the  Son, 
And  bless  the  Spirit  too. 

P.M. 

NOW  to  the  great  and  sacred  Three 
The  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit,  be 
Eternal  praise  and  glory  given — 
Through  all  the  worlds  where  God  is  known, 
By  all  the  angels  near  the  throne, 

And  all  the  saints  in  earth  and  heaven. 

P.M. 

TO  God  the  Father's  throne 
Perpetual  honours  raise ; 
Glory  to  God  the  Son  ! 
To  God  the  Spirit  praise ! 
With  all  our  powers, 
Eternal  King, 
Thy  name  we  sing, 
While  faith  adores. 


HYMNS 


AND 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 


BOOK  I. 
COLLECTED  FROM  THE  HOLY  SCRIPTURE& 


HYMN  1.  C.  M.  Devizes.  St.  Asaph's.  [*] 

A  New  Song  to  the  Lamb  that  was  slain. 
Rev.  v,  6,  8,  9,  10,  12. 

1  "OEHOLD  the  glories  of  the  Lamb, 

J3  Amidst  his  Father's  throne  : 
Prepare  new  honours  for  his  name, 
And  songs,  before  unknown. 
e  2  Let  elders  worship  at  his  feet, 
The  church  adore  around  ; 
With  vials  full  of  odours  sweet, 
And  harps  of  sweeter  sound. 
— 3  Those  are  the  prayers  of  all  the  saints, 

And  these  the  hymns  they  raise  ; 
e  Jesus  is  kind  to  our  complaints, 
He  loves  to  hear  our  praise. 
4  [Eternal  Father,  who  shall  look, 

Into  thy  secret  will  ? 
Who  but  the  Son  shall  take  that  book, 
And  open  ev'ry  seal  ? 
— 5  He  shall  fulfil  thy  great  decrees ; 
The  Son  deserves  it  well : 
Lo,  in  his  hand  the  sovereign  keys 
Of  heaven,  and  death,  and  hell !] 
s  6  Now  to  the  Lamb,  that  once  was  slain, 
Be  endless  blessings  paid ; 
Salvation,  glory,  joy,  remain, 
Forever,   on  thy  head. 


292 HYMN  2,  3. Book  1. 

d  7  Thou  hast  rcdecm'd  our  souls  with  blood ; 
Hast  set  the  prisoners  i'ree : 
Hast  made  us  kings  and  priests  to  God ; 
And  we  shall  reign  with  thee ! 
g  8  The  worlds  of  nature  and  of  grace 
Are  put  beneath  thy  power : 
Then  shorten  these  delaying  days ; 
And  bring  the  promis'd  hour. 

HYMN  2.  L.  M.  Castle-Street  [*] 

The  Deity  and  Humanity  of  Christ. 
John  i,  1,  3,  14 ;  Col.  i,  1G ;  and  Eph.  iii,  9,  10. 

1  Ej1  RE  the  blue  heavens  were  stretch'd  abroad, 
X_J   From  everlasting  was  the  Word  ; 
With  God  he  was ;  the  Word  was  God ! 
And  must  divinely  be  ador'd. 

2  By  his  own  power  were  all  things  made  ; 
By  him  supported  all  things  stand  : 

He  is  the  whole  creation's  head, 
And  angels  fly  at  his  command. 

3  [Ere  sin  was  born,  or  Satan  fell, 
He  led  the  host  of  morning  stars  : 
Thy  generation  who  can  tell, 

Or  count  the  number  of  thy  years  ?] 
p  4  But  lo,  he  leaves  those  heavenly  forms — 
The  Word  descends  and  dwells  in  clay : 
That  he  may  hold  converse  with  worms, 
Dress'd  in  such  feeble  flesh  as  they. 

o  5  Mortals  with  joy  beheld  his  face, 

Th'  eternal  Father's  only  Son ; 
e  How  full  of  truth  !  how  full  of  grace  ! 

When  through  his  eyes  the  Godhead  shone, 
g  6  Archangels  leave  their  high  abode, 

To  learn  new  myst'ries  here,  and  tell 

The  love  of  our  descending  God, — 

The  glories  of  Immanuel. 

HYMN  3.  S.  M.  St.  Thomas's.  [*] 

The  Nativity  of  Christ.     Luke  i,  30,  &c.  Luke  ii,  10 

1  T>EHOLD,  the  grace  appears  ! 

J-J  The  promise  is  fulfill'd  ! 
Mary,  the  wondrous  virgin,  bears, 
And  Jesus  is  the  child  ! 


Book  I. HYMN  5. 293 

2  [The  Lord,  the  highest  God, 
Calls  him  his  only  Son : 

He  bids  him  rule  the  lands  abroad, 
And  gives  him  David's  throne. 

3  O'er  Jacob  shall  he  reign, 
With  a  peculiar  sway  : 

The  nations  shall  his  grace  obtain, 
His  kingdom  ne'er  decay.] 

4  To  bring  the  glorious  news, 
A  heavenly  form  appears ; 

He  tells  the  shepherds  of  their  joys, 
And  banishes  their  fears. 

5  '  Go,  humble  swains,'  said  he, 
'  To  David's  city  fly  ; 

*  The  promis'd  Infant,  born  to-day, 
-  Does  in  a  manger  lie. 

6  '  With  looks  and  hearts  serene, 
1  Go  visit  Christ,  your  King  :' 

-  -And  straight  a  flaming  troop  was  seen  ; 
The  shepherds  heard  them  sing : — 
o  7       '  Glory  to  God  on  high ! 

'  And  heavenly  peace  on  earth ; 
1  Good  will  to  men,  to  angels  joy, 
'At  the  Redeemer's  birth.' 
— 8       [In  worship  so  divine, 

Let  saints  employ  their  tongues ; 
With  the  celestial  host  we  join, 
And  loud  repeat  their  songs ; — 
g  9       '  Glory  to  God  on  high  ! 

'  And  heavenly  peace  on  earth ; 
'  Good  will  to  men,  to  angels  joy, 
'  At  our  Redeemer's  birth.'] 

HYMN  4.  Referred  to  2d  psalm. 


HYMN  5.  C.  M.  Canterbury,  Isle  of  Wight  [b] 

Submission  to  Afflictive  Providence.     Job  i,  21. 

1  1VTAKED,  as  from  the  earth  we  came, 

-L^l    And  crept  to  life  at  first, 
We  to  the  earth  return  again, 
And  mingle  with  our  dust. 
e  2  The  dear  delights  we  here  enjoy, 
And  fondly  call  our  own, 
25* 


294 HYMN  6,  7. Book  1. 

Are  but  short  favours  borrow'd  now, 
To  be  repaid  anon. 
— 3  'Tis  God,  who  lifts  our  comforts  high, 
Or  sinks  them  in  the  grave  ; 
He  gives — and  (blessed  be  his  name !) 
He  takes  but  what  he  gave. 
a  4  Peace,  all  our  angry  passions,  then, 
Let  each  rebellious  sigh 
Be  silent  at  his  sovereign  will, 
And  every  murmur  die. 
o  5  If  smiling  mercy  crown  our  lives, 

Its  praises  shall  be  spread  ; 
e  And  we'll  adore  the  justice  too, 
That  strikes  our  comforts  dead. 

HYMN  6.  C.  M.  Sunday.  [*] 

Triumph  over  Death.     Job  xix,  25,  27. 

e  1  [/^  RE  AT  God,  I  own  the  sentence  just, 

VX  And  nature  must  decay  ; 
p  I  yield  my  body  to  the  dust, 

To  dwell  with  fellow  clay. 
— 2  Yet  faith  may  triumph  o'er  the  grave, 

And  trample  on  the  tombs ; 
o  My  Jesus,  my  Redeemer,  lives, 

My  God,  my  Saviour  comes. 
o  3  The  mighty  conqu'ror  shall  appear, 

High  on  a  royal  seat ; 
And  death,  the  last  of  all  his  foes, 

Lie  vanquish'd  at  his  feet. 
e  4  Though  greedy  worms  devour  my  skin, 

And  gnaw  my  wasting  flesh : 
— When  God  shall  build  my  bones  again, 

He'll  clothe  them  all  afresh. 
o  5  Then  shall  I  see  thy  lovely  face, 

With  strong,  immortal  eyes ; 
And  feast  upon  thy  unknown  grace, 

With  pleasure  and  surprise.] 


L 


HYMN  7.  C.  M.  Sunday.  [*] 

Inritation  of  the  Gospel.     Isa.  lv,  1,  2,  &c. 

ET  ev'ry  mortal  ear  attend, 
And  ev'ry  heart  rejoice : 


Book  I. HYMN  8. 295 

The  trumpet  of  the  gospel  sounds, 
With  an  inviting  voice  : 
o  2  c  Ho  !  all  ye  hungry,  starving  souls, 

*  Who  feed  upon  the  wind, — 

e  '  And  vainly  strive,  with  earthly  toys, 

'  To  fill  an  empty  mind : — 
o  3  c  Eternal  wisdom  has  prepar'd 

4  A  soul-reviving  feast ; 
1  And  bids  your  longing  appetites 

1  The  rich  provision  taste. 
o  4  '  Ho !  ye  who  pant  for  living  streams, 
e      '  And  pine  away,  and  die  ; 
o  '  Here  you  may  quench  your  raging  thirst, 

4  With  springs  that  never  dry. 
o  5  '  Rivers  of  love,  and  mercy  here, 

'  In  a  rich  ocean  join  ; 

6  Salvation,  in  abundance,  flows, 

1  Like  floods  of  milk  and  wine. 

d  6  ['  Ye  perishing  and  naked  poor, 

Who  work  with  mighty  pain, 

4  To  weave  a  garment  of  your  own, 

'  That  will  not  hide  your  sin ; — 

7  '  Come  naked — and  adorn  your  souls 

*  In  robes  prepar'd  by  God  ; 

6  Wrought  by  the  labours  of  his  Son, 

'And  dyed  in  his  own  blood.'] 
e  8  [Dear  God !  the  treasures  of  thy  love 

Are  everlasting  mines ; 
Deep  as  our  helpless  miseries  are, 

And  boundless  as  our  sins  !] 
0  9  The  happy  gates  of  gospel  grace 

Stand  open,  night  and  day : 
— Lord,  we  are  come  to  seek  supplies, 

And  drive  our  wants  away. 

HYMN  8.  C.  M.  Mear.  [*] 

The  Safety  of  Ike  Church.     Isa.  xxvi,  1,  6. 

1  [TCIOW  honourable  is  the  place, 

JlJL  Where  we  adoring  stand, 
Zion,  the  glory  of  the  earth, 
And  beauty  of  the  land  ! 
a  2  Bulwarks  of  mighty  grace  defend 
The  city  where  we  dwell ; 


29C HYMN  9. Book  I. 

The  walls  of  strong  salvation  made, 
Defy  tli'  assaults  of  hell, 
s  3  Lift  up  the  everlasting  gates, — 
The  doors  wide  open  fling ; 

d  Enter,  ye  nations,  that  ohey 
The  statutes  of  our  King. 
o  4  Here  shall  you  taste  unmingled  joys, 
And  live  in  perfect  peace ; 
You  who  have  known  Jehovah's  name, 
And  ventur'd  on  his  ^race. 
o  5  Trust  in  the  Lord,  for  ever  trust, 
And  banish  all  your  fears  : 
Strength  in  the  Lord  Jehovah  dwells, 
Eternal  as  his  years, 
d  6  What  though  the  rebels  dwell  on  high ; 
His  arm  shall  bring  them  low : 
Low  as  the  caverns  of  the  grave, 

Their  lofty  heads  shall  bow. 
7  On  Babylon  our  feet  shall  tread, 

In  that  rejoicing  hour ; 
The  ruins  of  her  wall  shall  spread 
A  pavement  for  the  poor.] 

HYMN  9.  C.  M.  Zion.  [*] 

Proffered  Grace. 
Isa.  Iv,  1,  2 ;  Zech.  xiii,  1  ;  Mic.  vii,  ]<J ;  Ezek.  xxxvi,  25,  &c. 

e  1  "¥"N  vain  we  lavish  out  our  lives, 
JL  To  gather  empty  wind ; 
The  choicest  blessings,  earth  can  yield, 
Will  starve  a  hungry  mind. 
o  2  Come — and  the  Lord  shall  feed  our  souls 
With  more  substantial  meat ; 
With  such  as  saints  in  glory  love, 
With  such  as  angels  eat. 
—3  Our  God  will  every  want  supply, 
And  fill  our  hearts  with  peace ; 
He  gives,  by  covenant  and  by  oath, 
The  riches  of  his  grace. 
o  4  Come,  and  he'll  cleanse  our  spotted  souls, 

And  wash  away  our  stains — 

e  In  the  dear  fountain,  that  his  Son — 

Pour'd  from  his  dying  veins. 

5  [Our  guilt  shall  vanish  all  away, 

Though  black  as  hell  before : 


Book  I. HYMN  10.  39* 

Our  sins  shall  sink  beneath  the  sea, 

And  shall  be  found  no  more. 
6  And  lest  pollution  should  o'erspread 

Our  inward  powers  again, 
His  Spirit  shall  bedew  our  souls, 

Like  purifying  rain.] 
d  7  Our  heart,  that  flinty,  stubborn  thing, 

That  terrours  cannot  move, — 
That  fears  no  threat'nings  of  his  wrath — 

Shall  be  dissolv'd  by  love. 
—8  Or  he  can  take  the  flint  away, 

That  would  not  be  refin'd ; 
And,  from  the  treasures  of  his  grace, 

Bestow  a  softer  mind. 
9  There  shall  his  sacred  Spirit  dwell, 

And  deep  engrave  his  law ; 
And  ev'ry  motion  of  our  souls 

To  swift  obedience  draw. 
o  10  Thus  will  he  pour  salvation  down, 

And  we  shall  render  praise ; 
d  We — the  dear  people  of  his  love, 

And  he — our  God  of  grace. 

HYMN  10.  S.  M.  Newton,  St.  Thomas's.  [*] 

The  Blessedness  of  Gospel  Times.     Isa.  v,  2,  7,  8,  9, 10; 
Matt,  xiii,  16,  17. 

1  XIOW  beauteous  are  their  feet, 

XX  Who  stand  on  Zion's  hill ! 
Who  bring  salvation  on  their  tongues, 

And  words  of  peace  reveal ! 
b  2      How  charming  is  their  voice ! 

How  sweet  the  tidings  are  ! 
o  '  Zion  behold  thy  Saviour — King, 

'  He  reigns  and  triumphs  here  !' 
o  3      How  happy  are  our  ears, 

That  hear  this  joyful  sound ! — 
— Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for, 

And  sought,  but  never  found ! 
o  4      How  blessed  are  our  eyes, 

That  see  this  heavenly  light ! 
e  Prophets  and  kings  desir'd  it  long, 

But  dy'd  without  the  sight f 


298 HYMN  ll,  12. Book  1. 

o  5      The  watchmen  join  their  voice, 

And  tuneful  notes  employ  ; 
0  Jerusalem  breaks  forth  in  songs, 

And  deserts  learn  the  joy. 
g  6      The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm, 

Through  all  the  earth  abroad  ; 
Let  ev'ry  nation  now  behold 

Their  Saviour  and  their  God. 

HYMN  11.  L.  M.  Old  Hundred,  [*] 

The  Sovereignty  of  Grace.     Luke  x,  21,  22. 

1  FT!  HERE  was  an  hour  when  Christ  rejoie'd, 

JL    And  spoke  his  joy  in  words  of  praise  : 

*  Father,  I  thank  thee,  mighty  God, 

*  Lord  of  the  earth,  and  heavens,  and  seas. 

2  *  I  thank  thy  sovereign  powrer  and  love, 
4  That  crowns  my  doctrine  with  success  ; 
'And  makes  the  babes  in  knowledge  iearn 

1  The  heights,  and  breadths,  and  lengths  of  grace. 

3  '  But  all  this  glory  lies  conceal'd 

4  From  men  of  prudence  and  of  might ; 

4  The  prince  of  darkness  blinds  their  eyes, 

*  And  their  own  pride  resists  the  light. 
4  4  Father,  'tis  thus,  because  thy  will 

4  Chose  and  ordain'd  it  should  be  so ; 

*  'Tis  thy  delight  t'  abase  the  proud, 

*  And  lay  the  haughty  scorner  low. 

5  c  There's  none  can  know  the  Father  right, 
4  But  those  who  learn  it  from  the  Son  ; 
'Nor  can  the  Son  be  well  receiv'd, 

1  But  where  the  Father  makes  him  known.1 

6  Then  let  our  souls  adore  our  God, 
Who  deals  his  graces  as  he  please  ; 
Nor  gives  to  mortals  an  account, 
Or  of  his  actions,  or  decrees. 

HYMN  12.  C.  M.  St.  Ann's.  [*] 

Free  Grace  in  revealing  Christ.     Luke  x,  21. 

1  [XESUS,  the  man  of  constant  grief, 

•J    A  mourner  all  his  days, — 
His  spirit  once  rejoie'd  aloud, 
And  turn'd  his  joy  to  praise. 


Book  I. HYMN  13,  14. 299 

d  2  '  Father,  I  thank  thy  wondrous  love, 
1  That  hath  reveal'd  thy  Son 
*  To  men  unlearned  ;  and  to  babes 

'  Has  made  thy  gospel  known. 
3  '  The  myst'ries  of  redeeming  grace 

1  Are  hidden  from  the  wise  ; 
'While  pride  and  carnal  reas'nings  join 
'To  swell  and  blind  their  eyes.' 
—4  Thus  does  the  Lord  of  heaven  and  earth 
His  great  decrees  fulfil ; 
And  orders  all  his  works  of  grace, 
By  his  own  sovereign  will.] 

HYMN  13.  L.  M.  Castle-Street.  [*] 

The  Son  of  God  incarnate.     Isa.  ix,  2,  6,  7. 

1  [nnHE  lands,  that  long  in  darkness  lay, 
JL    Now  have  beheld  a  heavenly  light ; 
Nations  that  sat  in  death's  cold  shade, 
Are  bless'd  with  beams  divinely  bright. 
o  2  The  virgin's  promis'd  Son  is  born ; 
Behold  the  expected  child  appear ! 
What  shall  his  names,  or  titles,  be  ? 
THE  WONDERFUL,  THE  COUNSELLOR. 

d  3  (This  infant  is  the  mighty  God, 

Come  to  be  suckled  and  adored  : 

Th'  eternal  Father.  Prince  of  peace, 

The  Son  of  David,  and  his  Lord.) 
— 4  The  government  of  earth  and  seas 

Upon  his  shoulders  shall  be  laid : 
g  His  wide  dominions  shall  increase, 

And  honours  to  his  name  be  paid. 
o  5  Jesus,  the  holy  Child,  shall  sit, 

High  on  his  father  David's  throne ; — 

Shall  crush  his  foes  beneath  his  feet, 

And  reign  to  ages  yet  unknown.] 

HYMN  14.  L.  M.  Gloucester.  Newcourt.  [*] 

Christ's  unchangeable  Love.     Rom.  viii,  33,  &c. 

1  \X7~HO  shall  the  Lord's  elect  condemn? 

▼  *     'Tis  God  who  justifies  their  souls ; 
And  mercy,  like  a  mighty  stream, 
O'er  all  their  sins  divinely  rolls. 


300 HYMN  15. Book  1. 

2  Who  shall  adjudge  the  saints  to  hell  ? 
'Tis  Christ  who  suffered  in  their  stead ; 
And,  the  salvation  to  fulfil, 

Behold  him  rising  from  the  dead ! 

3  He  lives  !  he  lives  !  and  sits  above; 
For  ever  interceding  there  : 

Who  shall  divide  us  from  his  love, 
Or  what  should  tempt  us  to  despair  ? 

4  Shall  persecution,  or  distress, 
Famine,  or  sword,  or  nakedness  ? 

He,  who  hath  lov'd  us,  bears  us  through, 
And  makes  us  more  than  conqu'rors  too. 

5  Faith  has  an  overcoming  power ; 
It  triumphs  in  a  dying  hour : 
Christ  is  our  life,  our  joy,  our  hope ; 
Nor  can  we  sink  with  such  a  prop. 

6  Not  all  that  men  on  earth  can  do, 
Nor  powers  on  high,  nor  powers  below, 
Shall  cause  his  mercy  to  remove, 

Or  wean  our  hearts  from  Christ,  our  love. 

HYMN  15.  L.  M.  Islington.  [*] 

Christ  our  Strength.     2  Cor.  xii,  7,  9,  10. 

1  [T    ET  me  but  hear  my  Saviour  say ; 

-Li   '  Strength  shall  be  equal  to  the  day  r1 
Then  I  rejoice  in  deep  distress ; 
Leaning  on  all-sufficient  grace. 

2  I  glory  in  infirmity, 

That  Christ's  own  power  may  rest  on  me : 
When  I  am  weak,  then  am  I  strong, 
Grace  is  my  shield,  and  Christ  my  song. 

3  I  can  do  all  things,  or  can  bear 
All  sufferings,  if  my  Lord  be  there ; 
Sweet  pleasures  mingle  with  the  pains, 
While  his  left  hand  my  head  sustains. 

4  But  if  the  Lord  be  once  withdrawn, 
And  we  attempt  the  work  alone  ; 
When  new  temptations  spring  and  rise, 
We  find  how  great  our  weakness  is. 

.  5  So  Sampson,  when  his  hair  was  lost, 
Met  the  Philistines  to  his  cost : 


Book  I.  HYMN  16,  17,  18. 301 

Shook  his  vain  limbs  with  sad  surprise, 
Made  feeble  fight,  and  lost  his  eyes.] 

HYMN  16.  C.  M.  Devizes.  [*] 

Hosanna  to  Christ.     Matt,  xxi,  9  ;  Luke  xix,  38,  40. 

1  XTOSANNA  to  the  royal  Son 

JlJL  Of  David's  ancient  line ! 
e  His  natures  two,  his  person  one, 

Mysterious  and  divine. 
— 2  The  Root  of  David,  here  we  find, 

And  Offspring,  is  the  same ; 
e  Eternity  and  time  are  join'd 

In  our  Emmanuel's  name, 
o  3  Bless'd  He,  who  comes  to  wretched,  men, 

With  peaceful  news  from  heaven ! 
u  Hosannas  of  the  highest  strain 

To  Christ  the  Lord  be  given  ! 
— 4  Let  mortals  ne'er  refuse  to  take 

Th'  Hosanna  on  their  tongues ; 
o  Lest  rocks  and  stones  should  rise,  and  break 

Their  silence  into  songs. 

HYMN  17.  C.  M.  Zion.  [*] 

Victory  over  Death.     1  Cor.  xv,  55,  &c. 

1  [  f\  FOR  an  overcoming  faith, 
^s   To  cheer  my  dying  hours ; 
To  triumph  o'er  the  monster  death, 
And  all  his  frightful  powers ! 
o  2  Joyful,  with  all  the  strength  I  have, 
My  quiv'ring  lips  should  sing, — 
'  Where  is  thy  boasted  vict'ry,  grave  ? 
'  And  where  the  monster's  sting  ?' 
— 3  If  sin  be  pardon'd,  I'm  secure; 
Death  has  no  sting  beside  : 
The  law  gives  sin  its  damning  power , 
But  Christ  my  ransom  dy'd. 

0  4  Now  to  the  God  of  victory 

Immortal  thanks  be  paid  ; — 
Who  makes  us  conqu'rors,  while  we  die, 
Through  Christ  our  living  head.] 

HYMN  18.  C.  M.  Canterbury.  [*] 

Blessed — who  die  in  the  Lord.     Rev.  xiv,  13. 

1  TJ  E  AR  what  the  voice  from  heaven  proclaims, 
JLjL   For  all  the  pious  dead ! 

26 


302 HYMN  19,  20. Book  1 

a  Sweet  is  the  savour  of  their  names, 

And  soft  their  sleeping  bed. 
— 2  They  die  in  .Jesus,  and  are  bless'd ; 
e       How  kind  their  slumbers  are  ! 
— From  sufferings,  and  from  mus  releas'd, 

And  freed  from  el  "n  mi: ire. 
o  3  Far  from  this  world  of  toil  and  strife, 

They're  present  with  the  Lord  ; 
g  The  labours  of  their  mortal  life 

End  in  a  large  reward. 


HYMN  19.  C.  M.  Barby.  Zion.  [*] 

Simeon;  or,  happy  Death.     Luke  i,  27,  &c. 

1  \      ORD,  at  thy  temple  we  appear, 

JLj   As  happy  Simeon  came  ; 
And  hope  to  meet  our  Saviour  here — 

O  make  our  joys  the  same  ! 
o  2  With  what  divine,  and  vast  delight, 

The  good  old  man  was  fill'd  : 
When,  fondly,  in  hiswither'd  arms 

He  clasp'd  the  holy  Child. 
e  3  '  Now  1  can  leave  this  world,'  he  cry'd ; 

'  Behold  thy  servant  dies  : 
1  I've  seen  thy  great  salvation,  Lord  ; 

c  And  close  my  peaceful  eyes. 
o  4  *  This  is  the  Light,  prepar'd  to  shine 

'  Upon  the  Gentile  lands  ; 
'Thine  Israel's  glory,  and  their  hope, 

'To  break  their  slavish  bands.' 
— 5  Jesus,  the  vision  of  thy  face 

Hath  overpowering  charms ! 
Scarce  shall  I  feel  death's  cold  embrace, 

If  Christ  be  in  my  arms. 
6  Then,  while  ye  hear  my  heart-strings  break. 

How  sweet  my  minutes  roll ! 
A  mortal  paleness  on  my  cheek, 

And  glory  in  my  soul. 

HYMN  20.  C.  M.  York.  [*] 

Spiritual  apparel.     Isa.  lxi,  10. 

o  1   [  i  WAKE,  my  heart,  arise,  my  tongue, 
-£"-*_  Prepare  a  tuneful  voice  ; 


Book  I. HYMN  21. 80S 

In  God,  the  life  of  all  my  joys, 
Aloud  will  J  rejoice. 
-2  'Tis  he  adom'd  my  naked  soul, 
And  made  salvation  mine  : 
Upon  a  poor,  polluted  worm, 
He  makes  his  graces  shine. 
3  And  lest  the  shadow  of  a  spot 

Should  on  my  soul  be  found, 
He  took  the  robe  the  Saviour  wrought, 
And  cast  it  all  around. 
d  4  How  far  the  heavenly  robe  exceeds 
What  earthly  princes  wear ! 
These  ornaments,  how  bright  they  shine ! 
How  white  the  garments  are ! 
— 5  The  spirit  wrought  my  faith  and  love, 

And  hope,  and  ev'ry  grace ; 
e  But  Jesus  spent  his  life,  to  work 

The  robe  of  righteousness. 
e  6  Strangely,  my  soul,  art  thou  array'd 
By  the  great  Sacred  Three ! 
In  sweetest  harmony  of  praise, 
Let  all  thy  powers  agree.] 

HYMN  21.  CM.  York.  [*] 

Kingdom  of  Christ  among  Men.     Rev.  xxi,  1 — 4. 

o  1  T    O,  what  a  glorious  sight  appears, 

-Ld  To  our  believing  eyes  ! 
g  The  earth  and  seas  are  pass'd  away, 

And  the  old,  rolling  skies  ! 
o  2  From  the  third  heaven,  where  God  resides, 

That  holy,  happy  place, 
The  New  Jerusalem  comes  down, 

Adorn'd  with  shining  grace. 
— 3  Attending  angels  shout  for  joy, 

And  the  bright  armies  sing, — 
o  *  Mortals,  behold  the  sacred  seat 

*  Of  your  descending  King. 

— 4  '  The  God  of  glory,  down  to  men, 

*  Removes  his  bless'd  abode  ; 

e  'Men,  the  dear  objects  of  his  grace, 
1  And  he  their  loving  God. 


304 


HYMN  24,  25. 


5  *  His  own  soft  hand  shall  wipe  the  tears 

*  From  ev'ry  weeping  eye  ; 

'And  pains,  and  groans,  and  griefs,  and  fears, 

*  And  death  itself  shall  die.' 

— 6  How  long,  dear  Saviour,  O  how  long, 

Shall  this  bright  hour  delay  ? 
u  Fly  swifter  round,  ye  wheels  of  time, 

And  bring  the  welcome  day. 

HYMN  22,  23.  Referred  to  the  \2bth  Psalm. 
~HYMN  24.  L.  M.  Bath,  [b] 

The  rich  Sinner  dying.     Ps.  xlix,  G,  9 ;  Ec.  viii,  8  ;  Job  iii,  14,  15 

1  [TN  vain  the  wealthy  mortals  toil, 

J-  And  heap  their  shining  dust  in  vain ; 
Look  down,  and  scorn  the  humble  poor, 
And  boast  their  lofty  hills  of  gain. 

2  Their  golden  cordials  cannot  ease 
Their  pained  hearts,  or  aching  heads ; 
Nor  fright,  nor  bribe  approaching  death, 
From  glittering  roofs,  and  downy  beds. 

3  The  ling'ring,  the  unwilling  soul, 
The  dismal  summons  must  obey ; 
And  bid  a  long,  a  sad  farewell, 

To  the  pale  lump  of  lifeless  clay. 

4  Thence  they  are  huddled  to  the  grave, 
Where  kings  and  slaves  have  equal  thrones ; 
Their  bones,  without  distinction,  lie 
Among  the  heaps  of  meaner  bones.] 

The  rest  referred  to  the  49th  Psalm. 


o  1 


HYMN  25.  L.  M.  Oporto.  [*] 

A  Vision  of  the  Lamb.     Rev.  v,  G,  7,  8.  9. 

\  LL  mortal  vanities,  be  gone ! 


Nor  tempt  my  eyes,  nor  tire  my  ears 
e  Behold,  amidst  th'  eternal  throne, 

A  vision  of  the  Lamb  appears ! 
— 2  [Glory  his  fleecy  robe  adorns, 

Mark'd  with  the  bloody  death  he  bore ; 

Seven  are  his  eyes,  and  seven  his  horns, 

To  speak  his  wisdom,  and  his  power. 
e  3  Lo,  he  receives  a  sealed  book 

From  him  who  sits  upon  the  throne  ; 


Book  1. HYMN  26. 305 

Jesus,  my  Lord,  prevails  to  look 
On  dark  decrees,  and  things  unknown.] 
— 4  All  the  assembling  saints  around^ 
Fall  worshipping  before  the  Lamb ; 
And,  in  new  songs  of  gospel  sound, 
Address  their  honours  to  his  name. 

5  The  joy,  the  shout,  the  harmony — 
o  Flies  o'er  the  everlasting  hills  ; 

o  *  Worthy  art  Thou  alone,'  they  cry, 

6  To  read  the  book,  to  loose  the  seals.' 
o  6  Our  voices  join  the  heavenly  strain  ; 

And  with  transporting  pleasure  sing, 

u  Worthy  the  Lamb,  that  once  was  slain. 
To  be  our  Teacher  and  our  King ! 

— 7  [His  words  of  prophecy  reveal 
Eternal  counsels — deep  designs  : 
His  grace  and  vengeance  shall  fulfil 
The  peaceful  and  the  dreadful  lines : — ] 

o  8  Thou  hast  redeem'd  our  souls  from  hell, 
With  thine  invaluable  blood  ; 
And  wretches,  who  did  once  rebel, 
Are  now  made  fav'rites  of  their  God. 

g  9  Worthy  for  ever  is  the  Lord — 
Who  dy'd  for  treasons  not  his  own- 
By  ev'ry  tongue  to  be  ador'd, 
And  dwell  upon  his  Father's  throne. 

HYMN  26.  C.  M.  St.  Martin's.  Bedford.  [* 

Hope  of  Heaven,  by  Christ.     1  Pet.  i,  3,  4,  5. 

1   "OLESS'D  be  the  everlasting  God, 

JO   The  Father  of  our  Lord  ; 
Be  his  abounding  mercy  prais'd, 
His  majesty  ador'd. 
e  2  When  from  the  dead  he  rais'd  his  Son, 

And  calFd  him  to  the  sky, 
o  He  gave  our  souls  a  lively  hope, 

That  they  should  never  die. 
e  3  What  though  our  inbred  sins  require 

Our  flesh  to  see  the  dust ; 
o  Yet,  as  the  Lord  our  Saviour  rose, 
So  all  his  foll'wers  must. 
26* 


306 HYMN  27,  28. Book  I. 

o  4  There's  an  inheritance  divine, 
Reserv'd  against  that  day; 

'Tis  uncorrupted,  undefil'd, 

And  cannot  waste  a\va\ . 
g  5  Saints  by  the  power  of  God  are  kept, 

Till  the  salvation  come  : 
e  We  walk  by  faith,  as  strangers  here, 
o      Till  Christ  shall  call  us  home. 

HYMN  21.  C.  M.  St.  PauPs.  [*] 

A  Saint  prepared  to  die.     2  Tim.  iv,  G,  7,  8,  18. 

1  [T^EATH  may  dissolve  my  body  now, 

-*J   And  bear  my  spirit  home  ! 
Why  do  my  minutes  move  so  slow, 
Nor  my  salvation  come  ? 
o  2  With  heavenly  weapons,  I  have  fought 
The  battles  of  the  Lord  ; 
Finished  my  course,  and  kept  the  faith,— 
And  wait  the  sure  reward.] 
— 3  God  has  laid  up  in  heaven,  for  me, 

A  crown  which  cannot  fade ; 
e  The  righteous  Judge,  at  that  great  day, 

Shall  place  it  on  my  head. 
— 4  Nor  has  the  King  of  grace  decreed 
This  prize  for  me  alone  ; 
But  all  who  love,  and  long  to  see 
Th'  appearance  of  his  Son. 
o  5  Jesus,  the  Lord,  shall  guard  me  safe, 
From  ey'ry  ill  design ; 
And  to  his  heavenly  kingdom  take 
This  feeble  soul  of  mine, 
g  6  God  is  my  everlasting  aid, 
And  hell  shall  rage  in  vain : 
To  him  be  highest  glory  paid, 
And  endless  praise.     AMEN. 

HYMN  28.  C.  M.  Colchester.  Arundel.  [*] 

The  Triumph  of  Christ.     Isa.  Ixiii,  1,  2,  3,  kc. 

1  [X¥7"HAT  mighty  man,  or  mighty  God, 

▼  ▼     Comes  travelling  in  state, 
Along  the  Idumean  road, 
Away  from  Bozrah's  gate  ! 

2  The  glory  of  his  robes  proclaim, 
'Tis  some  victorious  king : 


Book  I. HYMN  29. 307 

'  'Tis  1,  the  Just,  th'  Almighty  One, 
t  Who  your  salvation  bring.' 

3  Why,  mighty  Lord,  thy  saints  inquire, 
Why  thine  apparel  red  ? 

And  all  thy  vesture  stain'd  like  those, 
Who  in  the  wine-press  tread  ? 

4  '  I  by  myself  have  trod  the  press, 
-  And  crush'd  my  foes  alone  ; 

I  My  wrath  has  struck  the  rebels  dead, 

*  My  fury  stamp'd  them  down. 

5  '  'Tis  Edom's  blood  that  dyes  my  robes, 
1  With  joyful,  scarlet  stains  ; 

6  The  triumph  that  my  raiment  wears, 

'  Sprung  from  their  bleeding  veins. 
6  '  Thus  shall  the  nations  be  destroy 'd, 
1  That  dare  insult  my  saints  ; 

I I  have  an  arm  t'  avenge  their  wrongs, 
1  An  ear  for  their  complaints.'] 

HYMN  29.  C.  M.  Tunbridge.  [*] 

The  Ruin  of  Antichrist.     Ver.  4,  5,  6.  7. 

1  ['T  LIFT  my  banner,'  saith  the  Lord, 

J-  '  W^here  Antichrist  has  stood ; 
'  The  city  of  mv  gospel  foes 
'  Shall  be  a  field  of  blood. 

2  '  My  heart  has  studied  just  revenge, 
4  And  now  the  day  appears  ; 

'  The  day  of  my  redeem'd  is  come, 
1  To  wipe  away  their  tears. 

3  '  Quite  weary  has  my  patience  grown, 
'  And  bids  my  fury  go  : 

i  Swift  as  the  lightning  it  shall  move, 
'  And  be  as  fatal  too. 

4  '  I  call  for  helpers,  but  in  vain  : 
'  Then  has  my  gospel  none  ? 

c  Well,  mine  own  arm  has  might  enough, 
'  To  crush  my  foes  alone. 

5  '  Slaughter,  and  my  devouring  sword, 
'  Shall  walk  the  streets  around  ; 

4  Babel  shall  reel  beneath  my  stroke, 
'  And  stagger  to  the  ground.5 


308  HYMN  30,  33.  Book  1 


6  Thy  honour.-,  0  victorious  King! 

Thine  own  right  hand  shall  raise; 
While  we  thine  awful  vengeance  sing. 

And  our  Deliverer  prai 


r 


HYMN  80.  L.M.  Blendon.  [b*] 

Prayer  for  DeUveranci  heard.     1  —20. 

"N  thine  own  ways,  O  Ciod  of  love, 
We  wait  the  visits  of  thy  -race; 

Our  souls'  desire  is  to  thy  name. 

And  the  remembrance  of  thy  face. 
e  2  My  thoughts  are  searching,  Lord,  for  thee, 

'Mongst  the  black  shades  of  lonesome  night; 

My  earnest  cries  salute  the  skies, 

Before  the  dawn  restores  the  light. 
o  3  Look  how  rebellious  men  deride 

The  tender  patience  of  my  God  : 
e  But  they  shall  see  thy  lifted  hand, 

And  feel  the  scourges  of  thy  rod. 
d  4  Hark!  the  Eternal  rends  the  sky; 

A  mighty  voice  before  him  goes  : — 
b  A  voice  of  music  to  his  friends; 
u  But  threatening  thunder  to  his  foes. 
e  5  l  Come,  children,  to  your  Father's  arms ; 

1  Hide  in  the  chambers  of  my  grace, 
o  c  Till  the  fierce  storms  be  overblown, 

'  And  my  revenging  fury  cease.' 
d  6  ['  My  sword  shall  boast  its  thousands  slain, 

1  And  drink  the  blood  of  haughty  kings ; 
4  While  heavenly  peace  around  my  flock 
|  Stretches  its  soft  and  shady  wings.'] 

HYMN^T7~77c/6;/vc(/  to  the  ]*t  Psalm.    ~ 
HYMN  32.  C.  If.'  Tunbridge.  £■] 

Strength  from  Heaven.     Isa   jd,  27.  28,  20.  30. 

e   1  ["Y^HEXCE  do  our  mournful   thoughts 
▼  ▼    And  where's  our  courage  fled  ?  [arise ! 
Has  restless  sin,  and  raging  hell. 
Struck  all  our  comforts  dead  ? 

2  Have  we  forgot  th'  Almighty  Name 
That  form'd  the  earth  and  sea  ? 

And  can  an  all-creating  arm 
Grow  weary,  or  decay? 


Book  1. HYMN  39. 309 

— 3  Treasures  of  everlasting  might 

In  our  Jehovah  dwell ; 
o  He  gives  the  conquest  to  the  weak, 

And  treads  their  foes  to  hell, 
e  4  Mere  mortal  power  shall  fade  and  die, 

And  youthful  vigour  cease  ; 
o  But  we,  who  wait  upon  the  Lord, 

Shall  feel  our  strength  increase. 
5  The  saints  shall  mount  on  eagles'  wings, 

And  taste  the  promised  bliss ; 
Till  their  unwearied  feet  arrive, 

Where  perfect  pleasure  is.] 

HYMNS  33,  34,  35,  36,  37,  38.   Referred  to  Psalms 
121,  124,  67,  73,  90,  and  84. 

HYMN  39.  C.  M.  Zion.  [*] 

God's  tender  Care  of  his  CJturch.     Is.  xlix,  13,  14,  &c. 

o  1  "IVTOW  shall  my  inward  joys  arise, 

-L 1    And  burst  into  a  song ; 
Almighty  Love  inspires  my  heart, 

And  pleasures  tune  my  tongue. 
— 2  God  on  his  thirsty  Z  ion's  hill 

Some  mercy-drops  has  thrown  ; 
o  And  solemn  oaths  have  bound  his  love 

To  shower  salvation  down. 
e  3  Why  do  we  then  indulge  our  fears, 

Suspicions,  and  complaints  ? 
— Is  he  a  God  ?  and  shall  his  grace 

Grow  weary  of  his  saints  ? 
a  4  Can  a  kind  woman  e'er  forget 

The  infant  of  her  womb  ? 
And,  'mongst  a  thousand  tender  thoughts, 

Her  suckling  have  no  room  ? 
— 5  '  Yet,'  saith  the  Lord, '  should  nature  change, 

1  And  mothers  monsters  prove, 
o  c  Zion  still  dwells  upon  the  heart 

1  Of  everlasting  Love, 
g  6  *  Deep  on  the  palms  of  both  my  hands, 

'  I  have  engrav'd  her  name  : 
4  My  hands  shall  raise  her  ruin'd  walls, 

'And  build  her  broken  frame.' 


310 HYMN  40,  41. Book  1. 

~  HYMN  40.  L.  M.  Netvcourt.  [*] 

Saint*  m  Heaven.     Rev.  vii.  13 — 15,  See. 

b  1  "VI^HAT  happy  men.  or  angels,  these — 
▼  ▼  That  all  their  robes  are  spotless  white! 
Whence  did  this  glorious  troop  arrive 
At  the  pure  realms  of  heavenly  light? 

e  2  From  tort'ririg  racks,  and  burning  fires, 
And  seas  of  their  own  blood,  they  came : 
But  nobler  blood  has  wash'd  their  robes, 
Flowing  from  Christ,  the  dying  Lamb. 

g  3  Now  they  approach  th'  Almighty  throne, 
With  loud  hosannas,  night  and  day; 
Sweet  anthems  to  the  great  Three-One 
Measure  their  blest  eternity. 

o  4  No  more  shall  hunger  pain  their  souls ; 
He  bids  their  parching  thirst  be  gone, 
And  spreads  the  shadow  of  his  wings, 
To  screen  them  from  the  scorching  sun. 
6  The  Lamb,  who  fills  the  middle  throne, 
Will  shed  around  his  milder  beams ; 
There  shall  they  feast  on  his  rich  love, 
And  drink  full  joys  from  living  streams. 

g  6  Thus  shall  their  mighty  bliss  renew, 
Through  the  vast  round  of  endless  years  ; 

€  And  the  soft  hand  of  sovereign  grace 

Heals  all  their  wounds,  and  wipes  their  tears. 


HYMN  41.  C.  M.  Son.  [*] 

The  Martyrs  glorified.     Rev.  vii,  13,  Sec. 

e   1  ['npiIESE  glorious  minds,  how  bright  the) 
J-    Whence  all  their  white  array  ?  [shine ' 
'  How  came  they  to  the  happy  seats 
t  Of  everlasting  day  ? 
d  2  From  tort'ring  pains  to  endless  joys, 
On  fiery  wheels  they  rode  ; 
And  strangely  wash'd  their  raiment  white, 
In  Jesus'  dying  blood. 
— 3  Now  they  approach  a  spotless  God, 
And  bow  before  his  throne ; 
Their  warbling  harps,  and  sacred  songs, 
Adore  the  Holy  One. 


Book  I. HYMN  42. 311 

g  4  The  unveil'd  glories  of  his  face 
Amongst  his  saints  reside ; 
While  the  rich  treasures  of  his  grace 
See  all  their  wants  supply 'd. 
— 5  Tormenting  thirst  shall  leave  their  souls, 
And  hunger  flee  as  fast ; 
The  fruit  of  life's  immortal  tree 
Shah1  be  their  sweet  repast. 
o  6  The  Lamb  shall  lead  his  heavenly  flock, 
Where  living  fountains  rise  ; 
And  love  divine  shall  wipe  away 
The  sorrows  of  their  eyes.] 

_HYMN  42.  C.  M.  Colchester.  [*]  ~ 

Divine  Wrath  and  Mercy.     Nahum  i,  1,2,  3,  &c. 

1  [  A   DORE  and  tremble,  for  our  God 

±\-  Ts  a  *  consuming  fire  ! 
His  jealous  eyes  with  wrath  inflame, 
And  raise  his  vengeance  higher. 

2  Almighty  vengeance,  how  it  burns! 
How  bright  his  fury  glows  ! 

Vast  magazines  of  plagues  and  storms 
Lie  treasur'd  for  his  foes. 

3  Those  heaps  of  wrath,  by  slow  degrees, 
Are  forc'd  into  a  flame  ; 

But  kindled,  oh  !  how  fierce  they  blaze  ! 
And  rend  all  nature's  frame. 

4  At  his  approach  the  mountains  flee, 
And  seek  a  wat'ry  grave ; 

The  frighted  sea  makes  haste  away, 
And  shrinks  up  ev'ry  wave. 

5  Through  the  wide  air  the  weighty  rocks 
Are  swift  as  hail-stones  hurl'd : 

Who  dares  engage  his  fiery  rage, 
That  shakes  the  solid  world  ? 

6  Yet,  mighty  God !  thy  sovereign  grace 
Sits  regent  on  the  throne  ; 

The  refuge  of  thy  chosen  race, 
When  wrath  comes  rushing  down. 

7  Thy  hand  shall  on  rebellious  kings 
A  fiery  tempest  pour ; 

While  we,  beneath  thy  shelt'ring  wings, 
Thy  just  revenge  adore.] 

*  Heb.  xii,  29 


312  HYMN  46,  48.  Book  I 


HYMN  43.   It*  fund  to  the  100///  Psalm. 
HYMN  44.  Referred  to  the  \3Sd  Psalm. 

HYMN  45.  C.  M.  Windsor.  [*] 

The  Last  Judgment.     Rev.  xx,  5,  G,  7,  8. 

1  [CJEK  where  the  great  incarnate  God 

*3  Fills  a  majestic  throne  ; 
While,  from  the  skies,  his  aw  fill  voice 
Bears  the  last  judgment  down. 

2  ('lam  the  First.— and  I  the  Last,— 
1  Through  endless  years  the  same  ; 

*  I  AM — is  my  memorial  still, 
1  And  my  eternal  name. 

3  '  Such  favours  as  a  God  can  give, 
1  My  royal  grace  bestows  ; 

1  Ye  thirsty  souls,  come  taste  the  streams, 
'Where  life  and  pleasure  flows.) 

4  ('  The  saint  who  triumphs  o'er  his  sins, 
1  I'll  own  him  for  a  son  : 

1  The  whole  creation  shall  reward 
1  The  conquests  he  has  won. 

5  'But  bloody  hands,  and  hearts  unclean, 
'  And  all  the  lying  race, — 

1  The  faithless  and  the  scoffing  crew, 
'  That  spurn  at  offer'd  grace  ; — 

6  '  They  shall  be  taken  from  my  sight, 
'Bound  fast  in  iron  chains, 

1  And  headlong  plung'd  into  the  lake, 
1  Where  fire  and  darkness  reigns.') 

7  Oh  may  I  stand  before  the  Lamb, 
When  earth  and  seas  are  fled ! 

And  hear  the  Judge  pronounce  my  name, 
With  blessings  on  my  head. 

8  May  I  with  those  for  ever  dwell, 
Who  here  were  my  delight: 

While  sinners,  banislrd  down  to  hell, 
No  more  offend  my  sight.] 
HYMNS  4(3,  47.     Rtfcrred  to  Psalm  148,  and Psakm  3. 

HYMN  48.  L.  M.  Nantwkh.  Leeds.  [*] 

The  Christian  Race.     Isa.  xl.  23—31. 

1     \  WAKE,  our  souls!  (away  our  ft 
-A-  Let  e\V\  trembling  thought  be  gone; 


Book  I. HYMN  49. 313 

o  Awake,  and  run  the  heavenly  race, 

And  put  a  cheerful  courage  on. 
e  2  True,  'tis  a  strait  and  thorny  road, 

And  mortal  spirits  tire  and  faint ; 
— But  they  forget  the  mighty  God, 

Who  feeds  the  strength  of  ev'ry  saint — 
g  3  The  mighty  God,  whose  matchless  power 

Is  ever  new,  and  ever  young ; 

And  firm  endures,  while  endless  years 

Their  everlasting  circles  run. 
o  4  From  thee,  the  overflowing  spring, 

Our  souls  shall  drink  a  full  supply ; 
e  While  such  as  trust  their  native  strength, 
a  Shall  melt  away,  and  droop,  and  die. 
o  5  Swift  as  an  eagle  cuts  the  air, 

We'll  mount  aloft  to  thine  abode ; 

On  wings  of  love  our  souls  shall  fly, 

Nor  tire  amidst  the  heavenly  road. 

HYMN  49.  C.  M.  Arundel.  [*] 

Works  of  Moses,  and  of  the  Lamb.     Rev.  xv,  3. 

1  [XX  OW  strong  thine  arm  is,  mighty  God' 

XX  Who  would  not  fear  thy  name  ? 
Jesus,  how  swTeet  thy  graces  are  ! 
Who  would  not  love  the  Lamb  ?] 

2  Christ  has  done  more  than  Moses  did. 
Our  Prophet,  and  our  King  : 

From  bonds  of  hell  he  freed  our  souls, 
And  taught  our  lips  to  sing. 

3  In  the  Red  Sea,  by  Moses'  hand, 
The  Egyptian  host  was  drown'd  : 

But  his  own  blood  hides  all  our  sins, 
And  guilt  no  more  is  found. 

4  When  through  the  desert  Israel  went, 
With  manna  they  were  fed  : 

Our  Lord  invites  us  to  his  flesh, 
And  calls  it  living  bread. 
e  5  Moses  beheld  the  promis'd  land, 

Yet  never  reach'd  the  place  : 
o  But  Christ  shall  bring  his  foll'wers  home,    - 
To  see  his  Father's  face. 
27 


314  HYMN  50,  51.  Book  I. 


6  Then  shall  our  love  and  joy  be  full, 
And  feel  a  warmer  flame  ; 

And  sweeter  voices  tune  the  song 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb. 


HYMN  50.  C.  M.  Bethlehem.  [*] 

Song  of  Zorharias.     Luke  i,  <>8,  &c.  John  i,  29,  32. 

1  1VTOW  be  the  God  of  Israel  bless'd, 
i-^l    Who  makes  his  truth  appear  ; 

His  mighty  hand  fulfils  his  word, 
And  all  the  oaths  he  svvare. 

2  Now  he  bedews  old  David's  root, 
WitK  blessings  from  the  skies : 

o  He  makes  the  Branch  of  promise  grow, 
The  promis'd  Horn  arise. 

3  [John  was  the  prophet  of  the  Lord, 
To  go  before  his  face  ; 

The  herald,  whom  our  Saviour  God 
Sent  to  prepare  his  ways. 

4  He  makes  the  great  salvation  known, 
He  speaks  of  pardoned  sins  ; 

While  grace  divine,  and  heavenly  love, 
In  its  own  glory  shines. 

5  '  Behold  the  Lamb  of  God,'  he  cries, 
'  Who  takes  our  guilt  away : 

'  1  saw  the  Spirit  o'er  his  head, 

1  On  his  baptizing  day.'] 
0  6  Be  ev'rv  vale  exalted  high  ; 

Sink,  ev'ry  mountain,  low  : 
e  The  proud  must  stoop,  and  humble  souls 

Shall  his  salvation  know. 
o  7  The  heathen  realms,  with  Israel's  land, 

Shall  join  in  sweet  accord; 
And  all  that's  born  of  man  shall  see 

The  glorj  of  the  Lord. 
O  8  Behold  the  morning  Star  arise, 

Ye  that  in  darkness  sit : 
— He  marks  the  path  that  leads  to  peace, 

And  guides  our  doubtful  feet. 


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HYMN  51.  S.  M.  Dover.  [*] 

Preserving  Grace.     Jude  24,  25. 

O  God,  the  only  wise, 
Our  Saviour,  and  our  King, 


Book  1. HYMN  52.       J315 

Let  all  the  saints  below  the  skies 
Their  humble  praises  bring. 

2  'Tis  his  almighty  love, 
His  counsel,  and  his  care 

Preserves  us  safe  from  sin  and  death, 
And  ev'ry  hurtful  snare. 

3  He  will  present  our  souls, 
Unblemish'd  and  complete, 

Before  the  glory  of  his  face, 

With  joys  divinely  great. 
o  4      Then  all  the  chosen  seed 

Shall  meet  around  the  throne ; 
Shall  bless  the  conduct  of  his  grace, 

And  make  his  wonders  known. 
o  5      To  our  Redeemer  God 

Wisdom  with  power  belongs ; 
Immortal  crowns  of  majesty, 

And  everlasting  songs. 


HYMN  52.  L.  M.  Bath.  [*] 

Baptism.     Matt,  xxviii,  19 ;  Acts  ii,  38. 

1  'FTlWAS  the  commission  of  our  Lord, 

A    Go,  teach  the  nations,  and  baptize  : 
The  nations  have  receiv'd  the  word, 
Since  he  ascended  to  the  skies. 

2  He  sits  upon  th'  eternal  hills, 
With  grace  and  pardon  in  his  hands ; 
And  sends  his  covenant,  with  the  seals, 
To  bless  the  distant  christian  lands. 

3  *  Repent,  and  be  baptiz'd,'  he  saith, 
'  For  the  remission  of  your  sins ;' 
And  thus  our  sense  assists  our  faith, 
And  shews  us  what  his  gospel  means. 

4  Our  souls  he  washes  in  his  blood, 
As  water  makes  the  body  clean ; 
And  the  good  Spirit  from  our  God 
Descends,  like  purifying  rain. 

5  Thus  we  engage  ourselves  to  thee, 
And  seal  our  cov'nant  with  the  Lord: 
O  may  the  great  Eternal  Three 

In  heaven  our  solemn  vows  record  ! 


316 HYMN  53,  54.  Hook  I. 

HYMN  53.  L.M.  Green's.  [*] 

The  Holy  Scripture*.    Heb.  i.  1.  'J  Tim.  iii,  15,  16,  IV  cxlvii,  1!»,20 

l  [f^  OD,  who  iii  various  methods  told 

VU"   I J  is  mind  and  will  to  saints  of  old, 
Sent  his  own  Son,  with  truth  and  grace, 
To  teach  us  in  those  latter  days, 
o  2  Our  nation  roads  the  written  word, 
That  book  of  life,  that  sure  record  ; 
The  bright  inheritance  of  heaven 
Is  by  the  sweet  conveyance  given. 

e  3  God's  kindest  thoughts  are  here  exprest. 

Able  to  make  us  wise  and  blest; 

The  doctrines  are  divinely  true, 

Fit  for  reproof  and  comfort  too. 
— 4  Ye  people  all,  who  read  his  love 

In  long  epistles  from  above, — 

(He  hath  not  sent  his  sacred  word 
0  To  ev'ry  land)  praise  ye  the  Lord.] 

HYMN  54.  L.  M.  Quercy.  Leeds.  [*] 

Saints  beloved  in  Christ.     Eph.  i,  3,  &c. 

1  FESUS,  we  bless  thy  Father's  name ; 
*J    Thy  God  and  ours  is  one,  the  same ; 

What  heavenly  blessings,  from  his  throne, 
Flow  down  to  sinners  through  his  Son  ! 

2  l  Christ  be  my  first  Elect,'  he  said  ; 
Then  chose  our  souls  in  Christ  our  Head  ; 
Before  he  gave  the  mountains  birth, 

Or  laid  foundations  for  the  earth. 

3  Thus  did  eternal  love  begin 

To  raise  us  up  from  death  and  sin ; 
Our  characters  were  then  decreed, — 
Blameless  in  love,  a  holt/  seed. 

4  Predestinated  to  be  sons, 

Born  by  degrees,  but  chose  at  once ; 
A  new,  regenerated  race, 
To  praise  the  glory  of  his  grace. 
o  5  With  Christ,  our  Lord,  we  share  a  part 
In  the  affections  of  his  heart ; 
Nor  shall  our  souls  be  thence  remov'd, 
Till  he  forgets  his  First  Belov'd. 


Book  I. HYMN  55,  56. 317 

HYMN  55.  C.  M.  Hymn  2.  [*] 

Sickness  and  Recovery.     Isa.  xxxviii,  9,  &c. 

1  HOTTHEN  we  are  rais-d  from  deep  distress, 

f  ▼     Our  God  deserves  a  song ; 
We  take  a  pattern  of  our  praise 
From  Hezekiah's  tongue. 

2  The  gates  of  the  devouring  grave 
Are  open'd  wide  in  vain  ; 

If  he  that  holds  the  keys  of  death, 
Commands  them  fast  again. 

3  Pains  of  the  flesh  are  wont  t'  abuse 
Our  minds  with  slavish  fears ; — 

'  Our  days  are  past,  and  we  shall  lose 
4  The  remnant  of  our  years.' 

4  We  chatter,  with  a  swallow's  voice, 
Or  like  a  dove  we  mourn  ; 

With  bitterness  instead  of  joys, 
Afflicted  and  forlorn. 

5  Jehovah  speaks  the  healing  word, 
And  no  disease  withstands  ; 

Fevers  and  plagues  obey  the  Lord, 
And  fly  at  his  commands. 

6  If  half  the  strings  of  life  should  break, 
He  can  our  frame  restore  ; 

He  casts  our  sins  behind  his  back, 
And  they  are  found  no  more.] 

HYMN  56.  C.  M.  Bedford.  [*] 

The  Song  of  Moses  and  the  Lamb.  Rev.  xv,  3,  and  xvi,  19,  and  xvii,  6. 

1  "l^STE  sing  the  glories  of  thy  love, 

*  ▼     We  sound  thy  dreadful  name ; 
The  Christian  church  unites  the  songs 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb. 

2  Great  God,  how  wondrous  are  thy  works 
Of  vengeance,  and  of  grace  ! 

Thou  King  of  saints,  Almighty  Lord, 
How  just  and  true  thy  ways  ! 

3  Who  dares  refuse  to  fear  thy  name, 
Or  worship  at  thy  throne  ! 

Thy  judgments  speak  thy  holiness, 
Through  all  the  nations  known. 
27  * 


318 HYMN  57. Book  1. 

4  Great  Babylon,  that  rules  the  earth, 

Drunk  with  the  martyrs'  blood, — 
Her  crimes  shall  speedily  awake 

The  fury  of  our  God 
e  5  The  cup  of  wrath  is  ready  mix'd, 

And  she  must  drink  the  dregs; 
Strong  is  the  Lord,  her  sovereign  Judge, 

And  shall  fulfil  the  plagues. 

HYMN  57.  C.  M.  Plymouth,  [b] 

Adam,  First  and  Second.     Rom.  v,  12,  &.c.  Psalm  li,  5.   Job  xiv,  4. 

e  1  T>  ACKWARD,  with  humble  shame  we  look 

-LJ   On  our  original  : 
p  How  is  our  nature  dash'd,  and  broke, 
In  our  first  father's  fall ! 

e  2  To  all  that's  good  averse  and  blind, 
And  prone  to  all  that's  ill ; — 
What  dreadful  darkness  veils  our  mind  ! 
How  obstinate  our  will ! 
p  3  Conceiv'd  in  sin,  (O  wretched  state,) 
Before  we  draw  our  breath, 
The  first  young  pulse  begins  to  beat 
Iniquity  and  death. 

4  How  strong  in  our  degenerate  blood 
The  old  corruption  reigns ! 

And  mingling  with  the  crooked  flood, 
Wanders  through  all  our  veins ! 

5  [Wild  and  unwholesome,  as  the  root, 
Will  all  the  branches  be : 

How  can  we  hope  for  living  fruit, 
From  such  a  deadly  tree  ? 

6  What  mortal  power,  from  things  unclean 
Can  pure  productions  bring  ? 

Who  can  command  a  vital  stream 
From  an  infected  spring  ?] 
— 7  Yet,  mighty  God,  thy  wondrous  love 
Can  make  our  nature  clean  : 
While  Christ  and  grace  prevail  above 
The  tempter,  death,  and  sin. 
o  8  The  Second  Adam  shall  restore 
The  ruins  of  the  first : 


Book  I.  HYMN  58,  59,  60. 319 

o  Hosanna  to  that  sovereign  power, 
That  new  creates  our  dust. 

HYMN  58.  L.  M.  Leeds,  [*] 

Michael's  War  with  the  Dragon.     Rev.  xii,  7. 

1  [T    ET  mortal  tongues  attempt  to  sing 

J-^  The  wars  of  heaven,  when  Michael  stood 
Chief  gen'ral  of  th'  eternal  King, 
And  fought  the  battles  of  our  God. 

2  Against  the  Dragon  and  his  host, 
The  armies  of  the  Lord  prevail ; 

In  vain  they  rage  :  in  vain  they  boast, — 
Their  courage  sinks,  their  weapons  fail. 

3  Down  to  the  earth  was  Satan  thrown ; 
Down  to  the  earth  his  legions  fell  : 
Then  was  the  trump  of  triumph  blown, 
And  shook  the  dreadful  deeps  of  hell. 

4  Now  is  the  hour  of  darkness  past ; 
Christ  has  assum'd  his  reigning  power : 
Behold  the  great  Accuser  cast 
Down  from  the  skies,  to  rise  no  more. 

5  'Twas  by  thy  blood,  Immortal  Lamb, 
Thine  armies  trod  the  Tempter  down  : 
'Twas  by  thy  word,  and  powerful  Name, 
They  gain'd  the  battle,  and  renown. 

6  Rejoice,  ye  heavens  ;  let  ev'ry  star 
Shine  with  new  glories  round  the  sky : 
Saints,  while  ye  sing  the  heavenly  war, 
Raise  }^our  Deliv'rer's  name  on  high.] 

HYMN  59.  L.  M.  Blendon.  [*] 

Babylon  fallen.     Rev.  xviii,  20,  21. 

J   TN  Gabriel's  hand,  a  mighty  stone 
A  Lies — a  fair  type  of  Babylon  : 
e  'Prophets  rejoice,  and  all  ye  saints ; 

1  God  will  avenge  your  long  complaints.' 

2  He  said, — and  dreadful  as  he  stood, 
o  He  sunk  the  mill-stone  in  the  flood : 

o  '  Thus  terribly  shall  Babel  fall, 

e  '  Thus — and  no  more  be  found  at  all.' 

HYMN  60.  L.  M.  Truro.  [*] 

Mary's  Song  ;  or,  Messiah  born.     Luke  i,  46,  &c. 

1    /^|UR  souls  shall  magnify  the  Lord  ; 
V_/   In  God  the  Saviour  we  rejoice  ■ 


320 HYMN  61. Book  1. 

While  we  repeat  the  Virgin's  song, 
May  the  same  Spirit  tune  our  voice. 

2  [The  J I  idlest  saw  Ik t  low  estate, 
And  mighty  things  his  hand  hath  done; 
His  overshad'wing  power  and  grace 
Make  her  the  mother  of  his  Son. 

3  Let  ev'ry  nation  call  her  bless'd, 
And  endless  years  prolong  her  fame  : 
But  God  alone  must  be  ador'd ; 
Holy  and  rev'rend  is  his  name.] 

4  To  those  who  fear  and  trust  the  Lord, 
His  mercy  stands  for  ever  sure  : 

From  age  to  age  his  promise  lives, 
And  the  performance  is  secure. 

5  He  spake  to  Abra'am  and  his  seed, 

1  In  thee  shall  all  the  earth  be  bless'd :' 

The  mem'ry  of  that  ancient  word 

Lay  long  in  his  eternal  breast, 
o  6  But  now  no  more  shall  Israel  wait; 

No  more  the  Gentiles  lie  forlorn : 
e  Lo,  the  Desire  of  nations  comes  ; 

Behold,  the  promis'd  Seed  is  born ! 

HYMN  61.  L.  M.  Leeds,  [*] 

Christ,  our  Priest  and  King.     Rev.  i,  5 — 7. 

1  "IVTOW  to  the  Lord,  who  makes  us  know 
-L 1    The  wonders  of  his  dying  love, 

Be  humble  honours  paid  below, 
o  And  strains  of  nobler  praise  above. 
— 2  'Twas  he,  who  cleans'd  our  foulest  sins  ; 

And  wash'd  us  in  his  richest  blood  : 

'Tis  he,  who  makes  us  priests  and  kings, 

And  brings  us  rebels  near  to  God. 
o  3  To  Jesus,  our  atoning  Priest, 

To  Jesus,  our  superior  King, 

Be  everlasting  power  confess'd, 

And  ev'ry  tongue  his  glory  sing. 
e  4  Behold,  on  flying  clouds  he  comes, 

And  ev'ry  eye  shall  see  him  move ! 
e  Though  with  our  sins  we  piere'd  him  once. 
o  Then  he  displays  his  pard'ning  love 
e  5  The  unbelieving  world  shall  wail, 
o  While  we  rejoice  to  see  the  day  • 


, 


Book  I. HYMN  62,  63. 321 

Come,  Lord,  nor  let  thy  promise  fail, 
Nor  let  thy  chariot  long  delay. 

HYMN  62.  C.  M.  Christmas.  Devizes.  [*] 

The  Lamb  of  God  Worshipped.     Rev.  v,  11 — 13. 

1  /^  OME  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs, 
V^   With  angels  round  the  throne  ; 

Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongues, 

But  all  their  joys  are  one. 
o  2  'Worthy  the  Lamb  that  died,'  they  cry, 

'  To  be  exalted  thus  :' 
— 'Worthy  the  Lamb,'  our  lips  reply, 

'  For  he  was  slain  for  us.' 
o  3  Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 

Honour  and  power  divine  ; 
And  blessings,  more  than  we  can  give, 

Be,  Lord,  for  ever  thine. 
o  4  Let  all  who  dwell  above  the  sky, 

And  air,  and  earth,  and  seas, 
u  Conspire  to  lift  thy  glories  high, 

And  speak  thine  endless  praise, 
g  5  The  whole  creation  join  in  one, 

To  bless  the  sacred  name 
Of  him  who  sits  upon  the  throne, 

And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 

HYMN  63.  L.  M.  Oporto.  [*] 

Christ's  Humiliation  and  Exaltation.     Rev.  v,  12. 

e   *  "^ST^^"^  equal  honours  shall  we  bring, 
▼  ▼    To  thee,  O  Lord  our  God,  the  Lamb 
When  all  the  notes  that  angels  sing, 
Are  far  inferior  to  thy  name  ? 

2  Worthy  is  He,  who  once  was  slain, 
The  Prince  of  Life,  who  groan'd  and  died, 

0  Worthy  to  rise,  and  live,  and  reign 

At  his  Almighty  Father's  side. 
— 3  Power  and  dominion  are  his  due, 
e  Who  stood  condemn'd  at  Pilate's  bar ; 
— Wisdom  belongs  to  Jesus  too, 
e  Though  he  was  charg'd  with  madness  there. 
— 4  All  riches  are  his  native  right, 
e  Yet  he  sustain'd  amazing  loss  ; 


322 HYMN  C4,  65. Book  1. 

o  To  him  ascribe  eternal  might, 

— Who  left  his  weakness  on  the  cross. 
0  5  Honour  immortal  must  be  paid, 

Instead  of  scandal  and  of  scorn; 

While  glory  shines  around  his  head, 

And  a  bright  crown  without  a  thorn. 
o  6  Blessings  for  ever  on  the  Lamb, 

Who  bore  the  curse  for  wretched  men ! 
g  Let  angels  sound  his  sacred  name, 

And  ev'ry  creature  say,  AMEN. 

HYMN  64.  S.  M.  Dover.  Newton.  [*] 

Adoption.     1  John  iii.  1,  &c    Gal.  vi,  6. 

1  T>EHOLD!  what  wondrous  grace 
J3  The  Father  hath  bestow'd 

On  sinners  of  a  mortal  race, — 
To  call  them  sons  of  God  ! 

2  'Tis  no  surprising  thing, 
That  we  should  be  unknown ; 

The  Jewish  world  knew  not  their  King, 

God's  everlasting  Son. 
8      Nor  does  it  yet  appear. 

How  great  we  must  be  made ; 
But  when  we  see  our  Saviour  here, 

We  shall  be  like  our  head. 
4      A  hope,  so  much  divine, 

May  trials  well  endure  ; 
May  purge  our  souls  from  sense  and  sin, 

As  Christ  the  Lord  is  pure. 
6       If  in  my  Father's  love 

I  share  a  filial  part, 
Send  down  thy  Spirit,  like  a  dove, 

To  rest  upon  my  heart. 
6      We  would  no  longer  lie 

Like  slaves  beneath  the  throne  ; 
My  faith  shall  Abba  Father,  cry, 

And  thou  the  kindred  own. 

HYMN  65.  L.  M.  Wells.  [*] 

The  World  subjected  to  Christ .     Rev.  xi,  15. 

ET  the  sev'nth  angel  sound  on  high ! 
Let  shouts  be  heard,  through  all  the  sky! 


,[L 


Book  I. HYMN  66. 323 

Kings  of  the  earth,  with  glad  accord, 

Give  up  your  kingdoms  to  the  Lord, 
g  2  Almighty  God,  thy  power  assume, 

Who  wast,  and  art,  and  art  to  come ; 

Jesus,  the  Lamb  who  once  was  slain, 

For  ever  live,  for  ever  reign  ! 
d  3  The  angry  nations  fret  and  roar, 

That  they  can  slay  the  saints  no  more  ; 
o  On  wings  of  vengeance  flies  our  God, 

To  pay  the  long  arrears  of  blood, 
g  4  Now  must  the  rising  dead  appear ; 

Now  the  decisive  sentence  hear : 
o  Now  the  dear  martyrs  of  the  Lord 

Receive  an  infinite  reward.] 

HYMN  66.  L.  M.  Portugal.  [*] 

Christ,  the  King,  at  his  Table.     Sol.  Song  i,  2—5,  12,  13,  17. 

1  [T    ET  him  embrace  my  soul,  and  prove 

-Li  Mine  interest  in  his  heavenly  love ; 
The  voice  that  tells  me  thou  art  mine, 
Exceeds  the  blessings  of  the  vine. 

2  On  thee  th'  anointing  Spirit  came, 
And  spread  the  savour  of  thy  name;- 
That  oil  of  gladness,  and  of  grace, 
Draws  virgin  souls  to  meet  thy  face. 

e  3  Jesus,  allure  me  by  thy  charms, — 
My  soul  shall  fly  into  thine  arms ! 
Our  wand'ring  feet  thy  favours  bring 
To  the  fair  chambers  of  the  King. 

— 4  (Wonder  and  pleasure  tune  our  voice, 
To  speak  thy  praises,  and  our  joys  ; 
Our  mein'ry  keeps  this  love  of  thine, 
Beyond  the  taste  of  richest  wine.) 

5  Though  in  ourselves  deform'd  we  are, 
And  black  as  Kedar's  tents  appear ; 
Yet,  when  we  put  thy  beauties  on, 
Fair  as  the  courts  of  Solomon. 

6  (While  at  his  table  sits  the  King, 
He  loves  to  see  us  smile  and  sing ; 
Our  graces  are  our  best  perfume, 

And  breathe  like  spikenard  round  the  room> 


324 HYMN  67,  68. Book  ]. 

7  As  myrrh,  new  bleeding  from  the  tree, 
Such  is  a  d\  [ng  (  Jnist  to  me  : 

And  while  he  makes  my  soul  his  guest, 
My  bosom,  Lord,  shall  be  thy  rest. 

8  No  beams  of  cedar  or  of  iir 

Can  with  thy  courts  on  earth  compare  : 
And  here  we  wait,  until  thy  love 
Raise  us  to  nobler  seats  abovej 

HYMN  67.  L.  M.  Sicilian.  Moreton.  [b  *] 

Seeking  the  Pastures  of  Christ.     Sol.  Song  i,  7. 

1    rjlHOU,  whom  my  soul  admires  above 
J-    All  earthly  joy  and  earthly  love — 
e  Tell  me,  dear  Shepherd,  let  me  know, 

Where  do  thy  sweetest  pastures  grow  ? 
e  2  Where  is  the  shadow  of  that  rock, 

That  from  the  sun  defends  thy  flock? 

Fain  would  1  feed  among  thy  sheep, 

Among  them  rest,  among  them  sleep. 

3  Why  should  thy  bride  appear  like  one, 

That  turns  aside  to  paths  unknown  ? 
o  My  constant  feet  would  never  rove, — 

Would  never  seek  another  love. 
o  4  The  footsteps  of  thy  flock  I  see ; 

Thy  sweetest  pastures  here  they  be  ; 

A  wondrous  feast  thy  love  prepares, 

Bought  with  thy  wounds,  and  groans,  and  tears. 
e  5  His  dearest  flesh  he  makes  my  food, 

And  bids  ine  drink  his  richest  blood  ; 
o  Here,  to  these  hills,  my  soul  would  come, 

Till  my  Beloved  lead  me  home. 

HYMN  68.  L.  M.  Oporto.  [*] 

Banqiicl  of  Love.     Sol.  Song  ii,  1 — 7. 

1  [T>  EHOLD  the  Rose  of  Sharon  here, 

X3   The  Lily  which  the  valleys  bear  ; 
Behold  the  Tree  of  Life,  that  gives 
Refreshing  fruit,  and  healing  leaves. 

2  Amongst  the  thorns  so  lilies  shine: 
Amongst  wild  gourds,  the  noble  vine  * 
So  gf  my  eyes  my  Saviour  proves, 
Amidst  a  thousand  meaner  loves 


Book  I. HYMN  69. 325 

3  Beneath  his  cooling  shade  I  sit, 
To  shield  me  from  the  burning  heat : 
Of  heavenly  fruit  he  spreads  a  feast, 
To  feed  ray  eyes. and  please  my  taste. 

4  (Kindly  he  brought  me  to  the  place, 
Where  stands  the  banquet  of  his  grace  ; 
He  saw  me  faint ;  and  o'er  my  head 
The  banner  of  his  love  he  spread. 

5  With  living  bread  and  gen'rous  wine, 
He  cheers  this  sinking  heart  of  mine ; 
And  op'ning  his  own  heart  to  me, 

He  shows  his  thoughts,  how  kind  they  be.) 

6  O  never  let  my  Lord  depart ! 
Lie  down,  and  rest  upon  my  heart ; 
I  charge  my  sin  not  once  to  move, 

Nor  stir,  nor  wake,  nor  grieve  my  Love.] 

HYMN  69.  L.  M.  Shoel.  [*] 

Christ's  Lore  to  his  Church.     Sol.  Song  ii,  8 — 13. 

1   rTlHE  voice  of  my  Beloved  sounds, 
-I-    Over  the  rocks  and  rising  grounds ; 

O'er  hills  of  guilt,  and  seas  of  grief, 

He  leaps,  he  flies — to  my  relief. 
e  2  Now,  through  the  veil  of  flesh  I  see, 

With  eyes  of  love  he  looks  on  me ; 
— Now,  in  the  gospel's  clearest  glass, 

He  shows  the  beauties  of  his  face, 
b  3  Gently  he  draws  my  heart  along, 

Both  with  his  beauties,  and  his  tongue ; 
u  'Rise,'  saith  my  Lord,  'make  haste  away! 

'  No  mortal  joys  arc  worth  thy  stay, 
b  4  '  The  Jewish,  wint'ry  state  is  gone, 

4  The  mists  are  fled,  the  spring  comes  on ; 
— '  The  sacred  turtle  dove  we  hear 
o  '  Proclaim  the  new,  the  joyful  year. 
— 5  '  Th'  immortal  vine  of  heavenly  root 

'Blossoms  and  buds,  and  gives  her  fruit;' 
e  Lo  we  are  come  to  taste  the  wine ; 
o  Our  souls  rejoice  and  bless  the  Vine. 
— 6  And  when  we  hear  our  Jesus  say, 
o  'Rise  up,  my  love,  make  haste  away!' 

Our  hearts  would  fain  outfly  the  wind, 

And  leave  all  earthly  loves  behind. 
28 


326 HYMN  70,  71. Book  I. 

HYMN  70.  L.  M.  Shoel.  [*] 

Christ's  invitation  answered.    Sol.  Song  ii,  14,  1G,  17. 

1  [XTArlK!  the  Redeemer,  from  on  high, 

JCl  Sweetly  invites  his  fav'rites  nigh; 
From  caves  of  darkness  and  of  doubt, 
He  gently  speaks,  and  calls  us  out. 

2  'My  dove,  who  hidest  in  the  rock, 
'Thine  heart  almost  with  sorrow  broke, 
1  Lift  up  thy  face,  forget  thy  fear, 
'  And  let  thy  voice  delight  mine  ear. 

3  '  Thy  voice  to  me  sounds  ever  sweet ; 
'My  graces  in  thy  count'nance  meet; 
'  Though  the  vain  world  thy  face  despise, 
'  'Tis  bright  and  comely  in  mine  eyes.' 

4  Dear  Lord,  our  thankful  heart  receives 
The  hope  thy  invitation  gives : 
To  thee  our  joyful  lips  shall  raise 
The  voice  of  prayer,  and  that  of  praise. 

5  I  am  my  love's,  and  he  is  mine ; 
Our  hearts,  our  hopes,  our  passions  join  ; 
Nor  let  a  motion,  nor  a  word, 
Nor  thought  arise  to  grieve  my  Lord. 

6  My  soul  to  pastures  fair  he  leads, 
Amongst  the  lilies,  where  he  feeds ; 
Amongst  the  saints  (whose  robes  are  white, 
Wash'd  in  his  blood)  is  his  delight. 

7  Till  the  day  break,  and  shadows  flee, — 
Till  the  sweet,  dawning  light  1  see, — 
Thine  eyes  to  me-ward  often  turn, 
Nor  let  my  soul  in  darkness  mourn. 

8  Be  like  a  hart,  on  mountains  green ; 
Leap  o'er  the  hills  of  fear  and  sin  : 
Nor  guilt,  nor  unbelief,  divide 
My  Love,  my  Saviour,  from  my  side.] 

HYMN  71.  L.  M.  Sicilian.  [*] 

Christ  brought  to  the  Church.     Sol.  Song  iii,  1,  5. 

1  [/"\FTEN  I  seek  my  Lord  by  night, 

V>J   Jesus,  my  Love,  my  soul's  delight; 
With  warm  desire,  and  restless  thought, 
I  seek  him  oft,  but  find  him  not. 


Book  I. HYMN  73  327 

2  Then  I  arise,  and  search  the  street, 
Till  I  my  Lord,  my  Saviour  meet ; 

I  ask  the  watchmen  of  the  night, 
Where  did  you  see  my  soul's  delight  ? 

3  Sometimes  I  find  him  in  my  way, 
Directed  by  a  heavenly  ray ; 

I  leap  for  joy  to  see  his  face, 
And  hold  him  fast  in  my  embrace. 

4  (I  bring  him  to  my  mother's  home, 
Nor  does  my  Lord  refuse  to  come ; 
To  Zion's  sacred  chambers,  where 
My  soul  first  drew  the  vital  air. 

5  He  gives  me  there  his  bleeding  heart, 
Pierc'd  for  my  sake  with  deadly  smart ; 
I  give  my  soul  to  him,  and  there 

Our  loves  their  mutual  tokens  share.) 

6  I  charge  you  all,  ye  earthly  toys, 
Approach  not  to  disturb  my  joys  ; 
Nor  sin,  nor  hell,  come  near  my  heart, 
Nor  cause  my  Saviour  to  depart.] 

HYMN  72.  L.  M.  Leeds.  Green's.  [*] 

Coronation  of  Christ,  and  Espousals  of  the  Church.    Sol.  Song  iii,  2L 

1  T^AUGHTERS  of  Zion,  come,  behold 
-sJ  The  crown  of  honour  and  of  gold, 

Which  the  glad  church,  with  joys  unknown, 

Plac'd  on  the  head  of  Solomon. 
O  2  Jesus,  thou  everlasting  King, 

Accept  the  tribute  which  we  bring ; 

Accept  the  well  deserv'd  renown, 

And  wear  our  praises  as  thy  crown. 
b  8  Let  every  act  of  worship  be 

Like  our  espousals,  Lord,  to  thee ! 

Like  the  dear  hour,  when  from  above 

We  first  receiv'd  thy  pledge  of  love. 
O  4  The  gladness  of  that  happy  day ! 

Our  hearts  would  wish  it  long  to  stay ; 

Nor  let  our  faith  forsake  its  hold, 

Nor  comfort  sink,  nor  love  grow  cold : 
— 5  Each  foll'wing  minute  as  it  flies, 

Increase  thy  praise,  improve  our  joys: 
0  Till  we  are  rais'd  to  sing  thy  name, 

At  the  great  supper  of  the  Lamb. 


328 HYMN  73,  74. Book  I. 

o  G  O  that  the  months  would  roll  awav, 

And  bring  that  coronation-day  ! 
g  The  King  ofgrace  shall  fill  the  throne, 

With  all  his  Father's  glories  on. 

HYMN  .73.  L.  M.  Castle-Street. 

The  Church's  Beauty  in  the  Eyes  t*f  r'hrist. 
Sol.  Hong  iv.l,  10,  11.  7.  1>,  . 

1  ["17"  IND  is  the  speech  of  Christ,  our  Lord  , 

JV-  Affection  sounds  in  ev'ry  word  : 
'Lo,  thou  art  fair,  my  love,*  he  cries; 
'Not  the  young  doves  have  sweeter  eyes. 

2  ('  Sweet  are  thy  lips ;  thy  pleasing  voice 
*  Salutes  mine  ear  with  sacred  joys  ; 

'No  spice  so  much  delights  the  smell, 
'Nor  milk,  nor  honey,  tastes  so  well.) 

3  '  Thou  art  all  fair,  my  bride,  to  me ; 
'I  will  behold  no  spot  in  thee.' 
What  mighty  wonders  love  performs, 
And  puts  a  comeliness  on  worms ! 

4  Defil'd  and  loathsome  as  we  are, 
He  makes  us  white,  and  calls  us  fair ; 
Adorns  us  with  that  heavenly  dress, 
His  graces  and  his  righteousness. 

5  '  My  sister  and  my  spouse,'  he  cries, 
'Bound  to  my  heart  by  various  ties, 

'  Thy  powerful  love  my  heart  detains, 
'  In  strong  delight  and  pleasing  chains.' 

6  He  calls  me  from  the  leopard's  den, — 
From  this  wide  world  of  beasts  and  men, 
To  Zion,  where  his  glories  are ; 

Not  Lebanon  is  half  so  fair. 

7  Nor  dens  of  prey,  nor  flowery  plains, 
Nor  earthly  joys,  nor  earthly  pains, 
Shall  hold  my  feet,  or  force  my  stay, 
When  Christ  invites  my  soul  away.] 

HYMN  74.  L.  M.  Portugal  [*] 

The  Garden  of  Christ.     Sol.  Song  iv,  12—15  ;  v,  1. 

b  1  W/7"^  are  a  §ardel1'  wall'd  around, 

▼  ▼     Chosen,  and  made  peculiar  ground; 
A  little  spot — enclos'd  by  grace, 
Out  of  the  world's  wide  wilderness. 


Book  I.  HYMN  75. 


-2  Like  trees  of  myrrh  and  spice  we  stand, 
Planted  by  God  the  Father's  hand ; 
And  all  his  springs  in  Zion  flow, 
To  make  the  young  plantations  grow. 
3  Awake,  O  heavenly  wind,  and  come, 
Blow  on  this  garden  of  perfume  ; 
Spirit  Divine,  descend,  and  breathe 
A  gracious  gale  on  plants  beneath. 

-4  Make  our  best  spices  flow  abroad, 
To  entertain  our  Saviour  God : 
And  faith,  and  love,  and  joy  appear, 
And  ev'ry  grace  be  active  here. 

5  [Let  my  Beloved  come,  and  taste 
His  pleasant  fruits  at  his  own  feast ; 

1 1  come,  my  spouse,  I  come,'  he  cries, 
With  love  and  pleasure  in  his  eyes. 

6  Our  Lord  into  his  garden  comes. 
Well  pleas'd  to  smell  our  poor  perfumes ; 
And  calls  us  to  a  feast  divine, 
Sweeter  than  honey,  milk,  or  wine. 

7  t  Eat  of  the  tree  of  life,  my  friends, 

1  The  blessings  that  my  Father  sends ; 
'  Your  taste  shall  all  my  dainties  prove, 
'And  drink  abundance  of  my  love.'] 

8  Jesus,  we  will  frequent  thy  board, 
And  sing  the  bounties  of  our  Lord  : 
But  the  rich  food. on  which  we  live, 
Demands  more  praise  than  tongue  can  give. 

HYMN  75.  L.  M.  Moreton.  [*] 

Description  of  Christ,  the  Beloved.     Sol.  Song 
v,!>,  10, 11,12,  14,15,  '.6. 

1  [npHE  wond'ring  world  inquires  to  know, 

J-    Why  I  should  love  my  Jesus  so ; 
i  What  are  his  charms,'  say  they,  *  above 

1  The  objects  of  a  mortal  love  ?' 

2  Yes,  my  Beloved,  to  my  sight, 
Shows  a  sweet  mixture,  red  and  white : 
All  human  beauties,  all  Divine, 

In  my  beloved  me<  .  and  shine. 

3  White  is  his  sou',  from  blemish  free; 
Red  with  the  blood  he  shed  for  me ; 

28* 


330 HYMN  76. Book  I. 

The  fairest  often  thousand  fairs; 
A  sun  amongst  ten  thousand  stars; 

4  (His  head  the  finest  gold  excels  ; 
There  wisdom  in  perfection  dwells; 

And  glory,  like  a  crown,  adorns 
Those  temples,  onee  beset  with  thorns. 

c  5  Compassions  in  his  heart  are  found, 
Close  by  the  signals  of  his  wound  : 
His  sacred  side  no  more  shall  bear 
The  cruel  scourge,  the  piercing  spear.) 

— 6  (His  hands  are  fairer  to  behold, 
Than  diamonds,  set  in  rings  of  gold ; 
Those  heavenly  hands,  that  on  the  tree 
Were  nail'd,  and  torn,  and  bled  for  me. 

p  7  Though  once  he  bow'd  his  feeble  knees. 
Loaded  with  sins  and  agonies, 

— Now  on  the  throne  of  his  command, 
His  legs  like  marble  pillars  stand.) 

8  (His  eyes  are  majesty  and  love, 
The  eagle,  temper'd  with  the  dove  ; 
No  more  shall  trickling  sorrows  roll, 
Through  those  dear  windows  of  his  soul. 

9  His  mouth,  that  pour'd  out  long  complaints, 
Now  smiles,  and  cheers  his  fainting  saints ; 
His  countenance  more  graceful  is, 

Than  Lebanon  with  all  its  trees.) 

10  All  over  glorious  is  my  Lord ; 
He  must  be  iov'd,  and  yet  ador'd : 
His  worth  if  all  the  nations  knew, 

Sure  the  whole  earth  would  love  him  too.] 

HYMN  76.  L.  M.  Islington.  [*] 

Christ  in  Heaven  and  on  Earth.     Sol.  Song  vi,  1 — 3,  12. 

1  "¥¥7" HEN  strangers  stand,  and  hear  me  tell 

▼  ▼   What  beauties  in  my  Saviour  dwell,— 
Where  he  is  gone,  they  fain  would  know, 
That  they  might  seek  and  love  him  too. 

2  My  best  Beloved  keeps  his  throne 
On  hills  of  light,  in  worlds  unknown ; 
But  he  descends, and  shows  his  face 
In  the  young  gardens  of  lis  grace. 

3  [In  vineyards,  planted  by  his  hand, 
Where  fruitful  trees  in  order  stand, 


Book  I. HYMN  77,  78. 331 

He  feeds  among  the  spicy  beds, 
Where  lilies  show  their  spotless  heads. 

4  He  has  engross'd  my  warmest  love ; 
No  earthly  charms  my  soul  can  move : 
I  have  a  mansion  in  his  heart ; 

Nor  death, nor  hell  can  make  us  part.] 

5  He  takes  my  soul  e'er  I'm  aware, 
And  shows  me  where  his  glories  are ; 
No  chariot  of  Amminadib 

The  heavenly  rapture  can  describe. 
o  6  Oh  may  my  spirit  daily  rise, 

On  wings  of  faith  above  the  skies  ; 
e  Till  death  shall  make  my  last  remove, 

To  dwell  for  ever  with  my  Love. 

""HYMN  77.  L.  M.  Wells.  [*] 

Love  of  Christ  to  the  Church.     Sol.  Song  vii,  5,  6,  9,  12,  13. 

1  [IVrOW  in  the  gall'ries  of  his  grace 

JL^I    Appears  the  King,  and  thus  he  says, 
c  How  fair  my  saints  are  in  my  sight, 
'My  love,  how  pleasant  for  delight !' 

2  Kind  is  thy  language,  sovereign  Lord, 
There's  heavenly  grace  in  ev'ry  word ; 
From  that  dear  mouth  a  stream,  divine, 
Flows  sweeter  than  the  choicest  wine. 

3  Such  wondrous  love  awakes  the  lip 
Of  saints  that  were  almost  asleep, 
To  speak  the  praises  of  thy  name, 
And  make  our  cold  affections  flame. 

— 4  These  are  the  joys  he  lets  us  know, 
In  fields  and  villages  below  : 
Gives  us  a  relish  of  his  love, 
But  keeps  his  noblest  feast  above. 

o  5  In  Paradise,  within  the  gates, 
An  higher  entertainment  waits  ; 
Fruits  new  and  old  laid  up  in  store, 
Where  we  shall  feed,  but  thirst  no  more.] 

HYMN  78.  L.  M.  Bicester.  [*] 

The  Strength  of  Christ's  Love.     Sol.  Song  viii,  5,  6,  7,  13,  14 

1  pO7"H0  is  this  fair  one  in  distress, 

v  V     That  travels  from  the  wilderness? 
And  press'd  with  sorrows,  and  with  sins, 
On  her  beloved  Lord  she  leans. 


m  HYMN  79. Book  I. 

2  This  b  the  .spouse  of  Christ,  our  God, 
Bought  with  the  treasures  of  his  blood: 
And  her  request,  and  her  complaint, 

Js  but  the  voice  of  ev'ry  saint. 

3  'O  let  my  name  engraven  stand, 
'Both  on  thy  heart,  and  on  thy  hand; 
'  Seal  me  upon  thine  arm,  and  wear 

'  That  pledge  of  love  for  ever  there. 

4  '  Stronger  than  death  thy  love  is  known, 

'  Which  floods  of  wrath  could  never  drown  ; 
1  And  hell  and  earth  in  vain  combine, 
'To  quench  a  lire  so  much  divine. 

5  'But  I  am  jealous  of  my  heart, 

4  Lest  it  should  once  from  thee  depart ; 
'Then  let  thy  name  be  well  impress'd, 
'As  a  fair  signet,  on  my  breast. 
G  '  Till  thou  hast  brought  me  to  thy  home, 
'  A\  here  fears  and  doubts  can  never  come, 
'  Thy  countenance  let  me  often  see, 
'And  often  thou  shalt  hear  from  me. 

o  7  '  Come,  my  Beloved,  haste  away, 
'  Cut  short  the  hours  of  thy  delay  ; 

g  '  Fly,  like  a  youthful  hart  or  roe, 
'  Over  the  hills  where  spices  grow.'] 

HYMN  79.  L.  M.  ShoeL  [*] 

A  Morning  Hymn.     Ps.  xix.  '6,  6,  and  lxxiii,  24,  25. 

1  [^^  OD  of  the  morning,  at  whose  voice 

VX  The  cheerful  sun  makes  haste  to  rise, 
And,  like  a  giant,  doth  rejoice 
To  run  his  journey  through  the  skies; — 

2  From  the  fair  chambers  of  the  east, 
The  circuit  of  his  race  begins, 

And.  without  weariness  or  rest, 

Round  the  whole  earth  he  flies,  and  shines, 

o  3  Oh,  like  the  sun  may  I  fulfil 
Tli'  appointed  duties  of  the  day  ; 
With  ready  mind,  and  active  will, 
March  on,  and  keep  my  heavenly  way. 

e  4  (But  I  shall  rove,  and  lose  the4  race, 
If  God,  my  Sun,  should  disappear. 


Book  I. HYMN  80,  81 333 

And  leave  me  in  this  world's  wide  maze, 
To  follow  ev'ry  wand 'ring  star.) 
— 5  Lord,  thy  commands  are  clean  and  pure, 
Enlightening  our  beclouded  eyes  ; — 
Thy  threat'nings  just,  thy  promise  sure  ; 
Thy  gospel  makes  the  simple  wise. 
6  Give  me  thy  counsel  for  my  guide, 
And  then  receive  me  to  thy  bliss : 
All  my  desires  and  hopes  beside 
Are  faint,  and  cold,  compar'd  with  this.] 

HYMN  80.  L.  M.  Bethel,  [b*] 

An  evening  Hymn.     Ps.  iv,  8  ;  iii,  5,  6 ;  cxlii,  8. 

1   FTIHUS  far  the  Lord  hath  led  me  on; 
JL    Thus  far  his  power  prolongs  my  days : 

And  ev'ry  ev'ning  should  make  known 

Some  fresh  memorials  of  his  grace. 
e  2  Much  of  my  time  has  run  to  waste, 

And  I,  perhaps,  am  near  my  home ; 
— But  he  forgives  my  follies  past ; 

He  gives  me  strength  for  days  to  come. 
e  3  I  lay  my  body  down  to  sleep ; 

Peace  is  the  pillow  for  my  head : 
— While  well  appointed  angels  keep 

Their  watchful  stations  round  my  bed. 

4  [In  vain  the  sons  of  earth  or  hell 
Tell  me  a  thousand  frightful  things ; 
My  God  in  safety  makes  me  dwell, 
Beneath  the  shadow  of  his  wings. 

5  Faith  in  his  name  forbids  my  fear : 

0  may  thy  presence  ne'er  depart ; 
And,  in  the  morning,  make  me  hear 
The  love  and  kindness  of  thy  heart.] 

e  6  Thus,  when  the  night  of  death  shall  come, 
My  flesh  shall  rest  beneath  the  ground ; 

o  And  wait  thy  voice  to  rouse  my  tomb, 
With  sweet  salvation  in  the  sound. 

HYMN  81.  L.  M.  Nantivich.  Sicilian.  [*] 

A  Song  for  Morning  and  Evening.     Lam.  iii,  25 ;  Isa.  xlv,  7. 

1  1\/|"Y  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love ! 
-LtJL  Thy  gifts  are  ev'ry  ev'ning  new ; 


334 HYMN  82,  83. Book  I. 

And  morning  mercies  from  above, 

Gently  distil,  like  earl}  dew. 

2  Thou  spread'st  the  curtains  of  the  night, 
Great  Guardian  of  mj  Bleeping  hours; 
Thy  sovereign  word  restores  the  light, 

And  quickens  all  my  drowsy  powers. 

3  I  yield  my  powers  to  thy  command ; 
To  thee  I  consecrate  my  days : 
Perpetual  blessings  from  thy  hand 
Demand  perpetual  songs  of  praise. 

HYMN  82.  L.  M.  Geneva,  [b] 

God  far  above  Creatures;  or,  Man  rain  and  mortal.    Job  iv,  17 — 21. 

e  1    CJHALL  the  vile  race  of  flesh  and  blood 

^5  Contend  with  their  Creator  God  ? 
u  Shall  mortal  worms  presume  to  be 

More  holy,  wise,  or  just  than  he  ? 
— 2  Behold,  he  puts  his  trust  in  none 

Of  all  the  spirits  round  his  throne ; 

Their  natures,  when  compared  with  his, 

Are  neither  holy,  just,  nor  wise. 
e  3  But  how  much  meaner  things  are  they, 

Who  spring  from  dust,  and  dwell  in  clay! 

Touch'd  by  the  finger  of  thy  wrath, 

We  faint,  and  vanish,  like  the  moth. 

4  From  night  to  day,  from  day  to  night, 
We  die  by  thousands  in  thy  sight ; 
Buried  in  dust  whole  nations  lie, 

Like  a  forgotten  vanity. 
p  5  Almighty  Power,  to  thee  we  bow  ; 
How  frail  are  we !  howT  glorious  thou ! 
No  more  the  sons  of  earth  shall  dare 
With  an  eternal  God  compare. 

HYMN  83.  C.  M.  Isle  of  Wight.  Bangor,  [b] 

Jijjliction  and  Death  under  Providence.     Job  v,  G,  7,  8. 

1  TVTOT  from  the  dust  affliction  grows, 
-L 1    Nor  troubles  rise  by  chance  ; 

p  Yet  we  are  born  to  cares  and  woes ; — 
A  sad  inheritance  ! 

— 2  As  sparks  break  out  from  burning  coals, 
And  still  are  upwards  borne ; 


Book  I. HYMN  84,  85. 335 

g  So  grief  is  rooted  in  our  souls, 

And  man  grows  up  to  mourn. 
— 3  Yet  with  my  God  I  leave  my  cause, 

And  trust  his  promised  grace  ; 
He  rules  me  by  his  well  known  laws 

Of  love  and  righteousness. 
o  4  Not  all  the  pains  that  e'er  I  bore 

Shall  spoil  my  future  peace  ; 
For  death  and  hell  can  do  no  more, 

Than  what  my  Father  please. 


HYMN  84.  L.  M.  Old  Hundred.  [*] 

Christ  the  Saviour.     Is.  xlv,  "21 — 25. 

e  1     FEHOVAH  speaks,  let  Israel  hear ! 
*r    Let  all  the  earth  rejoice,  and  fear ! 
While  God's  eternal  Son  proclaims 
His  sovereign  honours,  and  his  names. 

A  2  'I  am  the  last,  and  I  the  first, 
'  The  Saviour  God,  and  God  the  just ; 
1  There's  none  besides  pretends  to  show 
1  Such  justice  and  salvation  too. 

3  ('Ye  that  in  shades  of  darkness  dwell, 
'  Just  on  the  verge  of  death  and  hell, 

'  Look  up  to  me  from  distant,  lands ; 
'  Light,  life,  and  heaven  are  in  my  hands, 
g  4  '  I  by  my  holy  name  have  sworn, 
'  Nor  shall  the  word  in  vain  return ; 
1  To  me  shall  all  things  bend  the  knee, 

4  And  every  tongue  shall  swear  to  me.) 

5  '  In  me,  alone,  shall  men  confess, 
'Lies  all  their  strength  and  righteousness 

e  '  But  such  as  dare  despise  my  Name, 
1  I'll  clothe  them  with  eternal  shame. 

— 6  c  In  me,  the  Lord,  shall  all  the  seed 
c  Of  Israel  from  their  sins  be  freed  ; 
'  And  by  their  shining  graces  prove 
'  Their  int'rest  in  my  pard'ning  love.' 

HYMN  85.  S.  M.  St.  Thomas's.  [*] 

The  same. 

1  [FT!  HE  Lord  on  high  proclaims 
JL    His  Godhead  from  his  throne  * 


336 J1YMN86. Bookl. 

'Mercy  and  justice  are  the  names, 

1 By  which  1  will  be  known. 
a  2       '  Ye  dying  souls,  that  sit 

1  In  darkness  and  distress, 
i  Look,  from  the  borders  of  the  pit, 

'  To  my  recovering  grace.' 
— 3       Sinners  shall  hear  the  sound  ; 

Their  thankful  tongues  shall  own, 
d  'Our  righteousness  and  strength  is  found 

'  In  thee,  the  Lord  alone.' 
— 4       In  thee  shall  Israel  trust, 

And  see  their  guilt  forgiven  ; 
o  God  will  pronounce  the  sinners  just, 

And  take  the  saints  to  heaven.] 

HYMN  86.  C.  M.  Reading,  [b] 

God  holy,  just,  and  sovereign.     Job  ix,  2 — 10. 

1  [XJOW  shall  the  sons  of  Adam's  race 

-tJL  Be  pure  before  their  God ! 
If  he  contend  in  righteousness, 
We  fall  beneath  his  rod. 

2  To  vindicate  my  words  and  thoughts, 
I'll  make  no  more  pretence ; 

Not  one  of  all  my  thousand  faults 
Can  bear  a  just  defence. 

3  Strong  is  his  arm,  his  heart  is  wise  ; 
What  vain  presumers  dare 

Against  their  Maker's  hand  to  rise, 
Or  tempt  th'  unequal  war. 

4  Mountains,  by  his  almighty  wrath, 
From  their  old  seats  are  torn  : 

He  shakes  the  earth,  from  South  to  North, 
And  all  her  pillars  mourn. 

5  He  bids  the  sun  forbear  to  rise, — 
Th'  obedient  sun  forbears  ; 

His  hand  with  sackcloth  spreads  the  skies, 
And  seals  up  all  the  stars. 

6  He  walks  upon  the  stormy  sea; 
Flies  on  the  stormy  wind: 

There's  none  can  trace  his  wondrous  way, 
Or  his  dark  footsteps  find.] 


Book  I. HYMN  87,  88. 337 

HYMN  87.  L.  M.  Green's.  Castle-Street  |*1 

God  dwells  with  the  Humble  and  Penitent.     Is.  Ivii,  15,  16. 

1   rpHUS  saith  the  high  and  lofty  One, 
J-    '  I  sit  upon  my  holy  throne  ; 

'  My  name  is  God  ;  I  dwell  on  high  ; 

6  Dwell  in  my  own  eternity. 
— 2  '  But  I  descend  to  worlds  below  ; 

1  On  earth,  I  have  a  mansion  too : 
e  '  The  humble  spirit  and  contrite 

1  Is  an  abode  of  my  delight. 
— 3  '  The  humble  soul  my  words  revive  ; 

'  I  bid  the  mourning  sinner  live  ; 

1  Heal  all  the  broken  hearts  I  find, 

'  And  ease  the  sorrows  of  the  mind. 
C  4((  When  I  contend  against  their  sin, 

'  I  make  them  know  how  vile  they've  "been ; 
a  'But  should  my  wrath  for  ever  smoke, 

1  Their  souls  would  sink  beneath  my  stroke.' 
O  5  O  may  thy  pard'ning  grace  be  nigh, 

Lest  we  should  faint,  despair,  and  die  ! 
— Thus  shall  our  better  thoughts  approve 

The  methods  of  thy  chast'ning  love.) 

HYMN  88.  L.  M.  Armley.  Bath,  [b] 

Life,  the  day  of  Grace  and  Hope.    Ec.  ix,  4,  5,  6,  10. 

1  T    IFE  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord, — 

•  _I_J  The  time  to  insure  the  great  reward  ; 
And  while  the  lamp  holds  out  to  burn, 
The  vilest  sinner  may  return. 

2  (Life  is  the  hour  that  God  has  given, 
To  'scape  from  hell  and  fly  to  heaven  ; 
The  day  of  grace  ; — and  mortals  may 
Secure  the  blessings  of  the  day.) 

p  3  The  living  know  that  they  must  die, 

But  all  the  dead  forgotten  lie  : 

Their  mem'ry,  and  their  sense  is  gone, 

Alike  unknowing  and  unknown. 
e  4  (Their  hatred,  and  their  love  is  lost, 

Their  envy  buried  in  the  dust ; 

They  have  no  share  in  all  that's  done, 

Beneath  the  circuit  of  the  sun.) 
—5  Then,  what  my  thoughts  design  to  do, 

My  hands,  with  all  your  might,  pursue ; 
29 


338  HYMN  89,  90  Book  1 

e  Since  no  device,  nor  work  is  found, 
Nor  faith,  nor  hope,  beneath  the  ground. 

e  6  There  are  no  acts  of  pardon  past, 
In  the  cold  grave  to  which  we  haste  ; 

a  But  darkness,  death,  and  long  despair 
Reign  in  eternal  silence  there. 

HYMN  89.  L.  M.  Babylon,  [b] 

Youth  (iml  Judgment.     Keel.  xi.  9. 

o  1  "X^E  sons  of  Adam,  vain  and  young, 

JL    Indulge  your  eyes,  indulge  your  tongue ; 

Taste  the  delights  your  souls  desire, 

And  give  a  loose  to  all  your  fire : 

2  Pursue  the  pleasures  you  design, 

And  cheer  your  hearts  with  songs  and  wine ; 

Enjoy  the  day  of  mirth  :— but  know, 
a  There  is  a  day  of  judgment  too  ! 
e  3  God  from  on  high  beholds  your  thoughts ; 

His  book  records  your  secret  faults  ; 

The  works  of  darkness,  you  have  done, 

Must  all  appear  before  the  sun. 

4  The  vengeance  to  your  follies  due, 

Should  strike  your  hearts  with  terror  through : 
p  How  will  you  stand  before  his  face, 

Or  answer  for  his  injur'd  grace  ? 
— 5  Almighty  God,  turn  off  their  eyes  % 

From  these  alluring  vanities  ; 
o  And  let  the  thunder  of  thy  word 

Awake  their  souls  to  fear  the  Lord. 

HYMN  90.  C,  M.  Windsor,  [b] 

The  same. 

1  [T    O  the  young  tribes  of  Adam  rise, 

-Li   And  through  all  nature  rove  ; 
Fulfil  the  wishes  of  their  eyes, 
And  taste  the  joys  they  love. 

2  They  give  a  loose  to  wild  desires ; 
a      But  let  the  sinners  know 

The  strict  account  that  God  requires, 
Of  all  the  works  they  do. 
e  3  The  Judge  prepares  his  throne  on  high : 
o      The  frighted  earth  and  seas 
Avoid  the  fury  of  his  eye, 
And  flee  before  his  fare. 


Book  I. HYMN  91,  92. 339 

p  4  How  shall  I  bear  that  dreadful  day, 
And  stand  the  fiery  test ! 
I'd  give  all  mortal  joys  away, 

To  be  for  ever  blest.] 

HYMN  91.    L.  M.  Geneva,  [b] 

Advice  to  Youth.     Ec.  xii,  1,  7 ;  Is.  lxv,  20. 

1   TVTOW,  in  the  heat  of  youthful  blood, 
-L  1    Remember  your  Creator,  God  ; 
e  Behold  the  months  come  hast'ning  on, 

When  you  shall  say — My  joys  are  gone. 
a  2  Behold,  the  aged  sinner  goes, 

Laden  with  guilt  and  heavy  woes, 

Down  to  the  regions  of  the  dead, 

With  endless  curses  on  his  head, 
p  3  The  dust  returns  to  dust  again  ; 

The  soul,  in  agonies  of  pain, 

Ascends  to  God  ;  not  there  to  dwell, — 
a  But  hears  her  doom,  and  sinks  to  hell, 
e  4  Eternal  King,  I  fear  thy  name  ! 

Teach  me  to  know  how  frail  I  am  ; 
— And  when  my  soul  must  hence  remove, 

Give  me  a  mansion  in  thy  love. 

HYMN  92.  S.  M.  Dover.  [*] 

Christ  the  Wisdom  of  God.     Prov.  viii,  1,  22—32. 

1  [CJHALL  Wisdom  cry  aloud, 

^5  And  not  her  speech  be  heard  ? 
The  voice  of  God's  eternal  Word, 
Deserves  it  no  regard  ? 
d  2       'I  was  his  chief  delight, 
*  His  everlasting  Son, 
*  Before  the  first  of  all  his  works, — 
c  Creation, — was  begun. 
— 3       ('  Before  the  flying  clouds, 
'  Before  the  solid  land, 
c  Before  the  fields,  before  the  floods, 
'I  dwelt  at  his  right  hand. 

4  '  When  he  adorn'd  the  skies, 

1  And  built  them,  I  was  there, 
6  To  order  when  the  sun  should  rise, 
'  And  marshal  ev'ry  star. 

5  '  When  he  pour'd  out  the  sea, 

1  And  spread  the  flowing  deep, 


340 HYMN  93,  94. Book  I. 

1 1  gave  the  flood  a  firm  decree, 
'In  its  own  bounds  to  keep.) 

6  '  Upon  the  empty  air 

1  The  earth  was  balanc'd  well ; 

*  With  joy  I  saw  the  mansion,  where 

*  The  sons  of  men  should  dwell. 

7  '  My  busy  thoughts  at  first, 
1  On  their  salvation  ran, 

'Ere  sin  was  born,  or  Adam's  dust 

1  Was  fashion'd  to  a  man. 
o  8       c  Then  come,  receive  my  grace, 

4  Ye  children,  and  be  wise ; 
o  l  Happy  the  man  who  keeps  my  ways ; 

1  The  man,  who  shuns  them,  dies.'] 

HYMN  93.  L.  M.  Islington.  [*b] 

Christ  obeyed,  or  resisted.     Prov.  viii,  34 — 3C. 

1  rpHUS  saith  the  Wisdom  of  the  Lord, 
JL    '  Blest  is  the  man,  who  hears  my  word  ; 

*  Keeps  daily  watch  before  my  gates, 

*  And  at  my  feet  for  mercy  waits. 

O  2  i  The  soul  that  seeks  me  shall  obtain 

*  Immortal  wealth,  and  heavenly  gain ; 
1  Immortal  life  is  his  reward, — 

*  Life,  and  the  favour  of  the  Lord. 

e  3  '  But  the  vile  wretch,  who  flies  from  me, 

'  Does  his  own  soul  an  injury  : 
a  '  Fools,  who  against  my  grace  rebel, 

*  Seek  death,  and  love  the  road  to  hell.' 

~~         HYMN  94.  CM.  Reading,  [b*] 

Justification  :  or,  Law  and  Grace.     Rom.  iii,  19 — 22. 

1  "¥7"AIN  are  the  hopes,  the  sons  of  men 

▼     On  their  own  works  have  built; 
Their  hearts  by  nature  are  unclean, 
And  all  their  actions  guilt. 
e  2  Let  Jew  and  Gentile  stop  their  mouths, 
Without  a  murm'ring  word  ; 
And  the  whole  race  of  Adam  stand 
Guilty  before  the  Lord. 
— 3  In  vain  we  ask  God's  righteous  law, 
To  justify  us  now ; 
Since  to  convince,  and  to  condemn, 
Is  all  the  law  can  do. 


Book  I. HYMN  95,  96. 341 

o  4  Jesus,  how  glorious  is  thy  grace ! 
When  in  thy  name  we  trust, 
Our  faith  receives  a  righteousness, 
That  makes  the  sinner  just. 

HYMN  95.  C.  M.  St.  Martin's.  [*] 

Regeneration.     John  i,  13,  and  iii,  3,  &o. 

1  IVTOT  all  the  outward  forms  on  earth, 
-L 1    Nor  rites  that  God  has  given, 

Nor  will  of  man,  nor  blood,  nor  birth, 
Can  raise  a  soul  to  heaven. 

2  The  sovereign  will  of  God  alone 
Creates  us  heirs  of  grace  ;— 

Born  in  the  image  of  his  Son, 

A  new,  peculiar  race. 
b  3  The  Spirit,  like  some  heavenly  wind, 

Blows  on  the  sons  of  flesh  ; 
New  models  all  the  carnal  mind, 

And  forms  the  man  afresh. 
O  4  Our  quicken'd  souls  awake,  and  rise 

From  the  long  sleep  of  death  ; 
0  On  heavenly  things  we  fix  our  eyes, 

And  praise  employs  our  breath. 

HYMN  96.  CM.  York,  [b*] 

Election  excludes  Boasting.     1  Cor.  i,  26 — 31. 

1[T>UT  few  among  the  carnal  wise, 

J3  But  few  of  noble  race, 
Obtain  the  favour  of  thine  eyes, 

Almighty  King  of  grace. 

2  He  takes  the  men  of  meanest  name, 
For  sons  and  heirs  of  God  ; 

And  thus  he  pours  abundant  shame 
On  honourable  blood. 

3  He  calls  the  fool,  and  makes  him  know 
The  myst'ries  of  his  grace  ; 

To  bring  aspiring  wisdom  low, 
And  all  its  pride  abase. 

4  Nature  has  all  its  glories  lost, 
When  brought  before  his  throne ; 

No  flesh  shall  in  his  presence  boast, 
But  in  the  Lord  alone.] 
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842 HYMN  97,  98. Book  I, 

HYMN  97.  L.  M.  Brentford.  [*] 

Christ  our  Wisdom,  Righti  0UMHi •»,  <\-c.      1  Cor.  i,  30. 

1  "OURY'D  in  shadows  of  the  night,  t 
-E*  We  lie — till  Christ  restores  the  light; 
o  Wisdom  descends  to  heal  the  blind, 

And  chase  the  darkness  of  the  mind, 
p  2  Our  guilty  souls  are  drown'd  in  tears, 

Till  his  atoning  blood  appears : 

Then  we  awake  from  deep  distress, 
o   And  sing,  THE  LORD  OUR  RIGHTEOUSNESS. 

e  3  Our  very  frame  is  mix'd  with  sin ; 

— His  Spirit  makes  our  natures  clean. 
Such  virtues  from  his  sufferings  flow, 
At  once  to  cleanse,  and  pardon  too. 

e  4  Jesus  beholds  where  Satan  reigns, 
Binding  his  slaves  in  heavy  chains : 
He  sets  the  pris'ners  free,  and  breaks 
The  iron  bondage  from  our  necks. 

e  5  Poor,  helpless  worms  in  thee  possess 
Grace,  wisdom,  power,  and  righteousness ; 
Thou  art  our  mighty  All — and  we 
Give  our  whole  selves,  O  Lord,  to  thee. 

HYMN  98.  S.  M.  Aylesbury,  [b] 

The  same. 

1  [XTOW  heavy  is  the  night, 
-LI  That  hangs  upon  our  eyes ; 
— Till  Christ,  with  his  reviving  light, 

Over  our  souls  arise? 
e  2      Our  guilty  spirits  dread 

To  meet  the  wrath  of  heaven  ; 
But,  in  his  righteousness  array'd, 
We  see  our  sins  forgiven. 
e  3       Unholy  and  impure 

Are  all  our  thoughts  and  ways ; 
— His  hands  infected  nature  cure, 
With  sanctifying  grace. 
4      The  powers  of  hell  agree 
To  hold  our  souls,  in  vain ; 
o  He  sets  the  sons  of  bondage  free, 
And  breaks  the  cursed  chain. 
e  5      Lord,  we  adore  thy  ways, 
To  bring  us  near  to  God  ; 


Book  L HYMN  99—101. 343 

Thy  sovereign  power,  thy  healing  grace, 
And  thine  atoning  blood.] 

HYMN  99.  C.  M.  York.  [*] 

Stones  made  Children  of  Jibraham.     Matt.  hi.  9. 

1  T7~AIN  are  the  hopes,  that  rebels  place 

▼     Upon  their  birth  and  blood  ; 
Descended  from  a  pious  race, 
Their  fathers  now  with  God. 

2  He,  from  the  caves  of  earth  and  hell, 
Can  take  the  hardest  stones, 

And  fill  the  house  of  Abraham  well 
With  new  created  sons. 

3  Such  wondrous  power  does  he  possess, 
Who  form'd  our  mortal  frame  ; 

Who  call'd  the  world  from  emptiness — 
The  world  obeyed,  and  came. 

HYMN  100.  L.  M.  Bath.  [*] 

Believe,  and  be  saved.     John  iii,  16,  17,  IS. 

1  nVTOT  to  condemn  the  sons  of  men, 
-!  1    Did  Christ,  the  Son  of  God,  appear : — 

No  weapons  in  his  hands  are  seen, 

No  flaming  sword,  nor  thunder  there. 
e  2  Such  was  the  pity  of  our  God, — 

He  lov'd  the  race  of  man  so  well, — 

He  sent  his  Son,  to  bear  our  load 

Of  sins,  and  save  our  souls  from  hell. 
— 3  Sinners,  believe  the  Saviour's  word  ; 

Trust  in  his  mighty  name,  and  live  : 
o  A  thousand  joys  his  lips  afford  ; 

His  hands  a  thousand  blessings  give. 
e  4  But  vengeance  and  damnation  lies 

On  rebels  who  refuse  his  grace  ; 

Who  God's  eternal  Son  despise, 

The  hottest  hell  shall  be  their  place.] 

HYMN  101.  L.  M.  Oporto.  Moreton.  [*] 

Joy  in  Heaven  for  a  repenting  Sinner.     Luke  xv,  7,  10. 

e   1  T7|7"HO  can  describe  the  joys  that  rise, 
v  t    Through  all  the  courts  of  Paradise, 
To  see  a  prodigal  return, — 
To  see  an  heir  of  glory  born  ? 


344  HYMN  102.  Book  I. 


— 2  W'ithjo)  the  Father  does  approve 

The  fruit  of  his  denial  love; 

The  Son  with  joy  looks  down,  and  sees 

The  purchase  of  his  agonies. 

3  The  Spirit  takes  delight  to  view 

The  holy  soul  he  form 'a  anew; 
o  And  saints  and  angels  join  to  sing 

The  growing  empire  of  their  King. 

HYMN  102.  L.  M.   r->Terts.  [*] 

The  Beatitudes.     Matt.  \    '2—12. 

1  T3LEST  are  the  humble  souls,  who  see 
JC#   Their  emptiness  and  poverty; 
o  Treasures  of  grace  to  them  are  given, 

And  crowns  of  joy  laid  up  in  heaven. 
a  2  Blest  are  the  men  of  broken  heart, 

Who  mourn  for  sin  with  inward  smart; 
— The  blood  of  Christ  divinely  flows, 

A  healing  balm  for  all  their  woes. 
e  3  Blest  are  the  meek,  who  stand  afar 

From  rage  and  passion,  noise  and  war; 
o  God  will  secure  their  happy  state, 

And  plead  their  cause  against  the  great. 
e  4  Blest  are  the  souls  who  thirst  for  grace, 

Hunger  and  long  for  righteousness  ; 
o  They  shall  be  well  supply'd  and  fed, 

With  living  streams  and  living  bread. 
a  5  Blest  are  the  men,  whose  bowels  move, 

And  melt  with  sympathy  and  love ; 
— From  Christ,  the  Lord,  shall  they  obtain 

Like  sympathy  and  love  again. 
e  6  Blest  are  the  pure,  whose  hearts  are  clean 

From  the  defiling  power  of  sin  ; 
O  With  endless  pleasure,  they  shall  see 

A  God  of  spotless  purity. 
e  7  Blest  are  the  men  of  peaceful  life, 

Who  quench  the  coals  of  growing  strife  ; 
0  They  shall  be  call'd  the  heirs  of  bliss, 

The  sons  of  God,  the  God  of  peace. 
— 8  Blest  are  the  suff'rers,  who  partake 

Of  pain  and  shame  for  Jesus'  sake  ; 
u  Their  souls  shall  triumph  in  the  Lord; 
g  Glory  and  joy  are  their  reward 


Book  I.  HYMN  103—105. 345 

HYMN  103.  C.  M.  St.  Ann's.  [*] 

Not  ashamed  of  the  Gospel.     2  Tim.  i,  12. 

o  1  X'M  not  asham'd  to  own  my  Lord, 
JL  Nor  to  defend  his  cause  ; 
Maintain  the  honour  of  his  word, 
The  glory  of  his  cross. 
e  2  Jesus,  my  God,  I  know  his  name, — 
His  name  is  all  my  trust : 
Nor  will  he  put  my  soul  to  shame, 
Nor  let  my  hope  be  lost, 
g  3  Firm  as  his  throne  his  promise  stands, 
And  he  can  well  secure 
What  I've  committed  to  his  hands, 
Till  the  decisive  hour. 
o  4  Then  will  he  own  my  worthless  name, 
Before  his  Father's  face  ; 
And  in  the  New  Jerusalem 
Appoint  my  soul  a  place. 

HYMN  104.  C.  M.  York.  [*1 

State  of  Nature  and  Grace.     1  Cor.  vi,  10,  11. 

OT  the  malicious,  nor  profane, 
The  wanton,  nor  the  proud, 
Nor  thieves,  nor  sland'rers,  shall  obtain 
The  kingdom  of  our  God. 
b  2  Surprising  grace !  and  such  were  we, 
By  nature  and  by  sin ! 
Heirs  of  immortal  misery, 
Unholy  and  unclean. 
o  3  But  we  are  wash'd  in  Jesus'  blood, 
We're  pardon'd  through  his  name ; 
And  the  good  Spirit  of  our  God 
Has  sanctified  our  frame. 
— 4  Oh  for  a  persevering  power, 
To  keep  thy  just  commands  ! 
We  would  defile  our  hearts  no  more, 
No  more  pollute  our  hands. 

HYMN  105.  C.  M.  Zion.  [*] 

Heaven.     1  Cor.  ii,  9.  10  ;  Rev.  xxi,  27. 

1  TVTOR  eye  hath  seen,  nor  ear  hath  heard, 
-L^l    Nor  sense  nor  reason  known, 

What  joys  the  Father  has  prepar'd 
For  those  who  love  the  Son. 


N' 


346 HYMNr-106,  107. Book  I 

o  2  But  the  good  Spirit  of  the  Lord 

Reveals  a  heaven  to  come  : 

The  beams  of  glory  in  his  word 

Allure  and  guide  us  home. 

b  3  Pure  are  the  joys  above  the  sky, 

And  all  the  region  peace ; 
No  wanton  lip,  nor  envious  eye, 

Can  see  or  taste  the  bliss. 
— 4  Those  holy  gates  for  ever  bar 

Pollution,  sin,  and  shame ; 
None  shall  obtain  admittance  there, 

But  followers  of  the  Lamb. 
o  5  He  keeps  the  Father's  book  of  life ; 

There  all  their  names  are  found. 
e  The  hypocrite  in  vain  shall  strive 

To  tread  the  heavenly  ground. 

HYMN  106.  S.  M.  Aylesbury,  [b] 

Dead  to  Sin,  by  the  Cross  of  Christ.     Rom.  vi,  1 — 6. 

e  1   CJHALL  we  go  on  to  sin, 

^5  Because  free  grace  abounds  ? 
Or  crucify  the  Lord  again, 
And  open  all  his  wounds  ? 
— 2      Forbid  it,  mighty  God ! 
Nor  let  it  e'er  be  said, 
That  we,  whose  sins  are  crucify'd, 
Should  raise  them  from  the  dead. 
O  3      We  will  be  slaves  no  more, 

Since  Christ  has  made  us  free ; 
Has  nail'd  our  tyrants  to  the  cross, 
And  bought  our  liberty. 

HYMN  107.  L.  M.  Armby.  [b*] 

Fall  and  Recorenj  of  Man.   Gen.  iii.  1,15, 17;  Gal.iv,  4;  Col.ii,  15. 

1  TAECEWD  by  subtle  snares  of  hell, 
XJ   Adam,  our  head,  our  father,  fell ! 
When  Satan,  in  the  serpent  hid, 
Propos'd  the  fruit  that  God  forbid. 
e  2  Death  was  the  threat'ning ;  death  began 
To  take  possession  of  the  man ; 
His  unborn  race  receiv'd  the  wound, 
And  heavy  curses  smote  the  ground. 


Book  I.  HYMN  108,  109. 347 

— 3  But  Satan  found  a  worse  reward  : 

Thus  saith  the  vengeance  of  the  Lord, 
o  '  Let  everlasting  hatred  be 

'Betwixt  the  woman's  Seed  and  thee. 

4  '  The  woman's  Seed  shall  be  my  Son ; 

6  He  shall  destroy  what  thou  hast  done  : — 

1  Shall  break  thy  head,  and  only  feel 

'  Thy  malice  raging  at  his  heel.' 
—5  He  spake — and  bade  four  thousand  years 

Roll  on  ;  at  length  his  Son  appears  : 
s  Angels  with  joy  descend  to  earth, 

And  sing  the  young  Redeemer's  birth, 
p  6  Lo,  by  the  sons  of  hell  he  dies ; 
— But,  as  he  hung  'twixt  earth  and  skies, 
o  He  gave  their  prince  a  fatal  blow, 
u  And  triumph'd  o'er  the  powers  below. 

"HYMN  108.  S.  M.  Dover.  [*]  ~ 

Christ  unseen,  yci  uelored.     1  Pet.  i,  8. 

1  "IVTOT  with  our  mortal  eyes 
-L^    Have  we  beheld  the  Lord; 

Yet  we  rejoice  to  hear  his  name, 
And  love  him  in  his  word. 

2  On  earth  we  want  the  sight 
Of  our  Redeemer's  face  ; 

Yet,  Lord,  our  inmost  thoughts  delight 
To  dwell  upon  thy  grace. 

3  And  when  we  taste  thy  love, 
Our  joys  divinely  grow 

Unspeakable,  like  those  above, 
And  heaven  begins  below. 


HYMN  109.  L.  M.  Portugal  Armley.  [*] 

The  value  of  Christ  and  his  Righteousness.     Phil,  iii,  7,  8,  9. 

1  IVfO  more,  my  God— I  boast  no  more, 
-L^    Of  all  the  duties  I  have  done; 

1  quit  the  hopes  I  held  before, 
To  trust  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

2  Now,  for  the  love  I  bear  his  name, 
What  was  my  gain,  I  count  my  loss ; 
My  former  pride  I  call  my  shame, 
And  nail  my  glory  to  his  cross. 

3  Yes,  and  I  must  and  will  esteem 
All  things  but  loss  for  Jesus'  sake ; 


848 HYMN  110,  111 Book  1. 

O  may  my  son  I  be  found  in  him, 

And  of  his  righteousness  partake  ! 

4  The  best  obedience  of  my  hands 

Dares  not  appear  before  thy  throne ; 

But  faith  can  answer  thy  demands, 

By  pleading  what  my  Lord  has  done 

HYMN  110.  C.  M.  St.  PauPs.  Canterbury.  [*] 

Death,  and  immediate  Glory.     2  Cor.  v.  1,  5,  8. 

o  1   rri  HERE  is  a  house,  not  made  with  hands, 

J-    Eternal,  and  on  high  ; 
e  And  here  my  spirit  waiting  stands, 

Till  God  shall  bid  it  fly. 
e  2  Shortly  this  prison  of  my  clay 

Must  be  dissolved  and  fall ; 
S  Then,  O  my  soul,  with  joy  oley 

Thy  heavenly  Father's  call. 
— 3  'Tis  He,  by  his  almighty  grace, 

Who  forms  thee  fit  for  heaven ; 
And,  as  an  earnest  of  the  place, 

Has  his  own  Spirit  given. 
4  We  walk  by  faith  of  joys  to  come; 

Faith  lives  upon  his  word : 
e  But  while  the  body  is  our  home, 

We're  absent  from  the  Lord. 
— 5  'Tis  pleasant  to  believe  thy  grace, 

But  we  had  rather  see  : 
o  We  would  be  absent  from  the  flesh, 

And  present,  Lord,  with  thee. 

HYMN  111.  C.  M.  Reading.  [*] 

Salration  by  Grace.     Titus  iii,  3,  7. 

e  1  (X    ORD,  we  'oiifess  our  numerous  faults; 

-Li   How  great  our  guilt  has  been ' 
Foolish  and  vain  were  all  our  thoughts, 

And  all  our  lives  were  sin. 
o  2  But,  O  my  soul,  for  ever  praise, 

For  ever  love  his  name, 
Who  turns  thy  feet  from  dang'rous  ways 

Of  folly,  sin,  and  shame.) 
— 3  'Tis  not  by  works  of  righteousness, 

AYhich  our  own  hands  have  done  * 
o  But  we  are  sav'd  by  sovereign  grace 

Abounding  through  his  Son 


Book  I.  HYMN  112,  113. 349 

— 4  'Tis  from  the  mercy  of  our  God, 

That  all  our  hopes  begin ; 
'Tis  by  the  water  and  the  blood, 

Our  souls  are  wash'd  from  sin. 
p  5  'Tis  through  the  purchase  of  His  death, 

Who  hung  upon  the  tree, 
The  Spirit  is  sent  down  to  breathe 

On  such  dry  bones  as  we. 
o  6  Rais'd  from  the  dead,  we  live  anew : 

And,  justify'd  by  grace, 
s  We  shall  appear  in  glory  too, 

And  see  our  Father's  face. 

HYMN  112.  C.  M.  Bedford.  [*] 

The  Brazen  Serpent.     2  John  ver.  14 — 16. 

1    CJO  did  the  Hebrew  prophet  raise 

^3  The  brazen  serpent  high ; 
The  wounded  felt  immediate  ease, 
The  camp  forbore  to  die. 
d  2  *  Look  upward  in  the  dying  hour, 

'  And  live  !'  the  prophet  cries  ! 
e  But  Christ  performs  a  nobler  cure, 

When  faith  lifts  up  her  eyes. 
— 3  High  on  the  cross  the  Saviour  hung  ! 
High  in  the  heavens  he  reigns  ! 
Here  sinners,  by  th'  old  serpent  stung, 
Look,  and  forget  their  pains. 
g  4  When  God's  own  Son  is  lifted  up, 
A  dying  world  revives  ; 
The  Jew  beholds  the  glorious  hope ; 
Th'  expiring  Gentile  lives. 

HYMN  113.  C.  M.  Wareham.  [*] 

Abraham's  Blessing  on  the  Gentiles.     Gen.  xvii,  7; 
Rom.  xv,  8 ;  Mark  x,  14. 

1  TTOW  large  the  promise — how  divine — 
-EX  To  Abra'am  and  his  seed ; 
d  '  I'll  be  a  God  to  thee  and  thine, 

'  Supplying  all  their  need.' 
— 2  The  words  of  his  extensive  love 
From  age  to  age  endure ; 
The  Angel  of  the  cov'nant  proves, 
And  seals  the  blessing  sure. 
30 


350 HYMN  114,  115. Book  L 

b  3  Jesus  the  ancient  faith  confirms, 
To  our  great  fathers  given  ; 
He  takes  young  children  to  his  arms, 
And  calls  them  heirs  of  heaven. 
o  4  Our  God,  how  faithful  are  his  ways! 
His  love  endures  the  same  ; 
Nor  from  the  promise  of  his  grace 
Blots  out  the  children's  name. 


HYMN  114.  C.  M.  Sunday.  [*] 

The  same.     Rom.  xi,  16,  17. 

e  1    /^  ENTILES  by  nature,  we  belong 

VT  To  the  wild  olive  wood ; 
o  Grace  took  us  from  the  barren  tree, 

And  grafts  us  in  the  good. 
— 2  With  the  same  blessings  grace  endows 

The  Gentile  and  the  Jew ; 
If  pure  and  holy  be  the  root, 

Such  are  the  branches  too. 
o  3  Then  let  the  children  of  the  saints 

Be  dedicate  to  God  ; 
e  Pour  out  thy  Spirit  on  them,  Lord, 

And  wash  them  in  thy  blood. 
o  4  Thus  to  the  parents,  and  their  seed, 

Shall  thy  salvation  come  ; 
o  And  numerous  households  meet  at  last, 

In  one  eternal  home. 

HYMN  115.  CM.  Plymouth,  [b] 

Conviction  by  the  Laic.     Rom.  vii,  8,  9,  14,  24. 

1  "       ORD,  how  secure  my  conscience  was, 
J—i   And  felt  no  inward  dread  ! 

1  was  alive  without  the  law, 

And  thought  my  sins  were  dead. 

2  My  hopes  of  heaven  were  firm  and  bright ; 
e       But  since  the  precept  came, 

With  a  convincing  power  and  light, 
I  find  how  vile  1  am. 

3  (My  guilt  appeared  but  small  before, 
Till  terribly  I  saw, 

How  perfect,  holy,  just,  and  pure, 
Is  thine  eternal  law. 
e  4  Then  felt  my  soul  the  heavy  load, 
My  sins  reviv'd  again  ; 


Book!.  HYMN  116,  117. 351 

I  had  provok'd  a  dreaaful  God, 

And  all  my  hopes  were  slain.) 
p  5  Pm  like  a  helpless  captive,  sold 

Under  the  power  of  sin  ; 
I  cannot  do  the  good  I  would, 

Nor  keep  my  conscience  clean. 
— 6  My  God,  I  cry  with  ev'ry  breath, 

For  some  kind  power  to  save  ; 
To  break  the  yoke  of  sin  and  death, 

And  thus  redeem  the  slave. 

HYMN  116.  L.  M.  Bath.  [*] 

Love  to  God  and  our  Neighbour.     Matt,  xxii,  37 — 40. 

1  fTl  HUS  saith  the  first,  the  great  command 

J-    '  Let  all  thy  inward  powers  unite, 
c  To  love  thy  Maker,  and  thy  God, 
i  With  utmost  vigour  and  delight. 

2  4  Then  shall  thy  neighbour,  next  in  place, 
'  Share  thine  affection  and  esteem  ; 

1  And  let  thy  kindness  to  thyself 
'Measure  and  rule  thy  love  to  him.' 

3  This  is  the  sense  that  Moses  spoke  ; 
This  did  the  prophets  preach  and  prove ; 
For  want  of  this  the  law  is  broke, 

And  the  whole  law's  fulfill'd  by  love. 
a  4  But  oh  !  how  base  our  passions  are  ! 

How  cold  our  charity  and  zeal ! 
— Lord,  fill  our  souls  with  heavenly  fire, 

Or  we  shall  ne'er  perform  thy  will. 

HYMN  117.  L.  M.  Blendon.  Bath.  [*b] 

Election  Sovereign  and  Free.     Rom.  ix,  21 — 24. 

1  TOEHOLD  the  potter  and  the  clay! 
X3  He  forms  his  vessels  as  he  please ; 

Such  is  our  God,  and  such  are  we, 
The  subjects  of  his  just  decrees. 

2  [Doth  not  the  workman's  power  extend 
O'er  all  the  mass,  which  part  to  choose, 
And  mould  it  for  a  nobler  end, 

And  which  to  leave  for  viler  use  ?] 
e  3  May  not  the  sovereign  Lord  on  high 
Dispense  his  favours  as  he  will, 
Choose  some  to  life,  while  others  die, 
And  yet  be  just,  and  gracious  still ? 


353         HYMN  113. Book  I. 

d  4  [What  if,  to  make  his  terrour  known, 
He  lets  his  patience  long  endure, 
SufFring  \  i!e  rebels  to  go  on, 

And  seal  their  own  destruction  sure  ? 

5  What  if  he  means  to  show  bis  grace, 

And  his  electing  love  employs, 

To  mark  out  some  of  mortal  race, 

And  form  them  lit  for  heavenly  joys  r] 
— 6  Shall  man  reply  against  the  Lord, 

And  call  his  Maker's  ways  unjust? — 
o  The  thunder  of  whose  dreadful  word 

Can  crush  a  thousand  worlds  to  dust. 
p  7  But,  O  my  soul,  if  truth  so  bright, 

Shoula  dazzle  and  confound  thy  sight ; 

Yet  still,  his  written  will  obey, 

And  wait  the  great,  decisive  day. 
g  8  Then  he  shall  make  his  justice  known  ; 

And  the  whole  world  before  his  throne, 

With  joy  or  terrour  shall  confess 

The  glory  of  his  righteousness. 

HYMN  118.  S.  M.  St.  Bridge's.  [*] 

Sinagainst  the  Law  and  Gospel.  John  i,  17;  Heb.  iii,  3, 5,C;  x,28,29. 

1  nnHE  law  by  Moses  came  ; 

J~    But  peace  and  truth  and  love, 
Were  brought  by  Christ,  a  nobler  name. 
Descending  from  above. 

2  Amidst  the  house  of  God, 
Their  diff'rent  works  were  done ; 

Moses  a  faithful  servant  stood, 
But  Christ  a  faithful  Son. 
o  8       Then  to  his  new  commands 
Be  strict  obedience  paid  ; 
O'er  all  his  Father's  house  he  stands, 
The  Sovereign  and  the  Head, 
e  4       The  man  who  durst  despise 

The  law  that  Moses  brought — 
p  Behold!  how  terribly  he  dies — 
For  his  presumptuous  fault. 
e  5      But  sorer  vengeance  falls 
On  that  rebellious  race, 
Who  hate  to  hear  when  Jesus  calls, 
And  dare  resist  his  grace. 


Book  1.  HYMN  119—121. 353 

HYMN  119.  C.  M.  Abridge.  [*] 

Various  success  of  the  Gospel. 
1  Cor.  i,  23,  24  ;  2  Cor.  ii,  16 ;  1  Cor.  iii,  6,  7. 

1   /^  HRIST  and  his  cross  is  all  our  theme  ; 

^J   The  myst'ries  that  we  speak 
Are  scandal  in  the  Jews'  esteem, 
And  folly  to  the  Greek. 
o  2  But  souls,  enlighten'd  from  above, 
With  joy  receive  the  word  ; 
They  see  what  wisdom,  power,  and  love, 
Shine  in  their  dying  Lord. 
— 3  The  vital  savour  of  his  name 

Restores  their  fainting  breath  : 
e  But  unbelief  perverts  the  same 
a      To  guilt,  despair,  and  death. 
— 4  Till  God  diffuse  his  graces  down, 
Like  showers  of  heavenly  rain, 
In  vain  Apollos  sows  the  ground, 
And  Paul  may  plant  in  vain. 

HYMN  120.  C.  M.  Mear.  [*] 

Faith  of  Things  unseen.     Heb.  xi,  1,  3,  8,  10. 

1  T^AITH  is  the  brightest  evidence 
-F     Of  things  beyond  our  sight ; 

Breaks  through  the  clouds  of  flesh  and  sense, 
And  dwells  in  heavenly  light. 

2  It  sets  times  past  in  present  view, 
Brings  distant  prospects  home — 

Of  things  a  thousand  years  ago, 
Or  thousand  years  to  come. 

3  By  faith,  we  know  the  worlds  were  made, 
By  God's  almighty  word  ; 

Abra'am,  to  unknown  countries  led, 
By  faith  obey'd  the  Lord. 

4  He  sought  a  city  fair  and  high, 
Built  by  th'  eternal  hands  ; 

o  And  faith  assures  us,  though  we  die, 
That  heavenly  building  stands. 

HYMN  121.  C.  M.  St.  Martin's.  [*] 

Children  devoted  to  God.     Gen.  xvii,  7,  10 ;  Acts  xvi,  14,  15,  33. 

1  rpHUS  saith  the  mercy  of  the  Lord, 
A    «  I'll  be  a  God  to  thee: 
30  * 


354  HYMN  122.  123.  Book  I. 


'I'll  bless  thy  mun'rous  race,  and  they 
'  .Shall  be  a  seed  lor  me.' 

2  Abra'am  believ'd  the  promis'd  grace, 
And  gave  hi>  sons  to  God  : 

But  water  seals  the  blessing  now, 
That  once  was  m  al'd  with  blood. 

3  Thus  Lydia  sanctified  her  house, 
"When  she  receh  "d  the  word ; 

Thus  the  believing  Jailer  gave 
His  household  to  the  Lord. 

4  Thus  later  saints,  eternal  King, 
Thine  ancient  truth  embrace  : 

To  thee  their  infant  offspring  bring, 
And  humbly  claim  the  grace. 


HYMN  122.  L.  M.  Quercy.  [*] 

Believers  buried  with  Christ.     Rom.  vi.  '.\.  4.  &c. 

e   1  T\0  we  not  know  that  solemn  word, 
-L/  That  we  are  buried  with  the  Lord: 

Baptiz'd  into  his  death,  and  then 

Put  off  the  body  of  our  sin  ? 
o  2  Our  souls  receive  diviner  breath, 

Rais'd  from  corruption,  guilt,  and  death ; 
o  So  from  the  grave  did  Christ  arise, 

And  lives  to  God  above  the  skies. 
— 3  No  more  let  sin  or  Satan  reign 

Over  our  mortal  flesh  again ! 

The  various  lusts,  we  serv'd  before, 

Shall  have  dominion  now  no  more. 

HYMN  123.  C.  M.  Reading,  [b  *] 

The  Repenting  Prodigal.     Luke  xv.  13.  See. 

1  T>  EHOLD  the  wretch,  whose  lust  and  wine 

-D   Have  wasted  his  estate  ! 
He  begs  a  share  among  the  swine, 
To  taste  the  husks  they  eat. 
p  2  c  I  die  with  hunger  here,'  he  cries, 
1 1  starve  in  foreign  lands  ; 
'My  father's  house  has  large  supplies, 
'  And  bounteous  are  his  hands. 
— 3  fc  I'll  go,  and  with  a  mournful  tongue, 
'  Fall  down  before  his  face  ; 


Book  I. HYMN  134. 355 

p  'Father,  I've  done  thy  justice  wrong, 

'Nor  can  deserve  thy  grace.' 
o  4  He  said, — and  hasten'd  to  his  home, 

To  seek  his  father's  love ; 
— The  father  saw  the  rebel  come, 
e      And  all  his  bowels  move. 
u  5  He  ran  and  fell  upon  his  neck, 

Embrac'd  and  kiss'd  his  son  ; 
p  The  rebel's  heart  with  sorrow  brake, 

For  follies  he  had  done. 
o  6  '  Take  off  his  clothes  of  shame  and  sin  ;' 
o       (The  father  gives  command ;) 
o  '  Dress  him  in  garments  white  and  clean ; 

1  With  rings  adorn  his  hand. 
7  '  A  daj  of  feasting  I  ordain ; 

'  Let  mirth  and  joy  abound  ! 
s  '  My  son  was  dead, — and  lives  again  ; 

1  Was  lost — and  now  is  found.' 


HYMN  124.  L.  M.  Armley.  [b*] 

The  First  and  Second  Adam.     Rom.  v,  12,  &c. 

e  1  TT^EEP  in  the  dust,  before  thy  throne, 

JLJ  Our  guilt  and  our  disgrace  we  own ; 
a  Great  God  we  own  th'  unhappy  name, 

Whence  sprung  our  nature,  and  our  shame ' 

2  Adam  the  sinner :  at  his  fall 

Death,  like  a  conqu'ror,  seiz'd  us  all : 

A  thousand  new-born  babes  are  dead, 

By  fatal  union  to  their  head. 
6  3  But  whilst  our  spirits,  fill'd  with  awe, 

Behold  the  terrours  of  thy  law, 
o  We  sing  the  honours  of  thy  grace, 

That  sent  to  save  our  ruin'd  race. 

4  We  sing  thine  everlasting  Son, 

Who  join'd  our  nature  to  his  own  : 
g  Adam,  the  Second,  from  the  dust 

Raises  the  ruins  of  the  first. 
e  5  [By  the  rebellion  of  one  man, 

Through  all  his  seed  the  mischief  ran ; 
— And  by  one  man's  obedience  now, 

Are  all  his  seed  made  righteous  too. 
o  6  Where  sin  did  reign  and  death  abound, 

There  have  the  sons  of  Adam  found 


356 HYMN  125,  126.  Book  I. 

o  Abounding  life;  there  glorious  grace 

Reigns,  through  the  Lord  our  righteousness.] 

HYMN  125.  C.  M.  Barby.  [*] 

Christ's  Compassion  to  the  Wtak  and  Tempted. 
Heb.  iv,  16  ;  v.  7  ;  Matt,  xii,  20. 

1  X¥7TTH  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 
▼  ▼     Of  our  High  Priest  above  ; 
e  His  heart  is  made  of  tenderness, 

His  bowels  melt  with  love. 
p  2  Touch'd  with  a  sympathy  within, 

He  knows  our  feeble  frame ; 
He  knows  what  sore  temptations  mean, 

For  he  has  felt  the  same. 
— 3  But  spotless,  innocent,  and  pure, 

The  great  Redeemer  stood  ; 
e  While  Satan's  fiery  darts  he  bore, 

And  did  resist  to  blood. 
p  4  He.  in  the  days  of  feeble  flesh, 

Pour'd  out  his  cries  and  tears  ; 
e  And,  in  his  measure,  feels  afresh 

What  ev'ry  member  bears. 
b  5  (He'll  never  quench  the  smoking  flax. 

But  raise  it  to  a  flame  ; 
The  bruised  reed  he  never  breaks, 

Nor  scorns  the  meanest  name.) 
o  6  Then  let  our  humble  faith  address 

His  mercy  and  his  power ; 
o  We  shall  obtain  deliv'ring  grace, 

In  the  distressing  hour. 

HYMN  126.  L.  M.  Islington.  [*] 

Charity  and  Uncharilableness.     Rom.  xiv,  17,  19;  1  Cor.  x,  32. 

1  IVTOT  difT'rent  food,  nor  diff'rent  dress, 
-1^1    Compose  the  kingdom  of  our  Lord  ; 

But  peace,  and  joy,  and  righteousness, 
Faith,  and  obedience  to  his  word. 

2  When  weaker  Christians  we  despise, 
We  do  the  gospel  mighty  wrong ; 

For  God,  the  gracious  and  the  wise, 
Receives  the  feeble  with  the  strong. 

3  Let  pride  and  wrath  be  banish'd  hence ; 
Meekness  and  love  our  souls  pursue 


Book  I.  HYMN  127,  128. 357 

Nor  shall  our  practice  give  offence 
To  saints,  the  Gentile,  or  the  Jew. 

HYMN  127.  L.  M.  Portugal.  [*] 

Christ's  invitation  to  sinners.     Matt,  xi,  28 — 30. 

1  '/^  OME  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls, 

Vy  '  Ye  heavy  laden  sinners,  come  ; 
'  I'll  give  you  rest  from  all  your  toils, 
'  And  raise  you  to  my  heavenly  home. 

2  '  They  shall  find  rest,  who  learn  of  me ; 
'  I'm  of  a  meek  and  lowly  mind  : 

c  But  passion  rages  like  the  sea, 
1  And  pride  is  restless  as  the  wind. 

3  '  Bless'd  is  the  man,  whose  shoulders  take 
'  My  yoke,  and  bear  it  with  delight ; 

c  My  yoke  is  easy  to  his  neck, 
'  My  grace  shall  make  the  burden  light.' 
o  4  Jesus,  we  come  at  thy  command ; 
With  faith,  and  hope,  and  humble  zeal, 
Resign  our  spirits  to  thy  hand, 
To  mould  and  guide  us  at  thy  will. 

HYMN  128.  L.  M.  Green's.  [*] 

The  Jlpostles'  Commission.     Mark  xvi,  15,  &c.  Matt,  xxviii,  18,  &c. 

1  '/^  O,  preach  my  Gospel,'  saith  the  Lord ; 
v^"  'Bid  the  whole  earth  my  grace  receive : 
o  '  He  shall  be  sav'd,  who  trusts  my  word  ; 
e  '  He  shall  be  damn'd,  who  wont  believe. 
a — 2  '  I'll  make  your  great  commission  known ; 

'  And  ye  shall  prove  my  gospel  true, 

'  By  all  the  works  that  I  have  done, 

1  By  all  the  wonders  ye  shall  do. 
g  3  l  Go,  heal  the  sick  ;  go,  raise  the  dead ; 

'  Go,  cast  out  devils  in  my  name  : 

'  Nor  let  my  prophets  be  afraid, 

1  Though  Greeks  reproach,and  Jews  blaspheme 

4  '  Teach  all  the  nations  my  commands ; 
1  I'm  with  you  till  the  world  shall  end  : 

1  All  power  is  trusted  in  my  hands ; 
'I  can  destroy,  and  I  defend.' 
o  5  He  spake,— and  light  shone  round  his  head  ; 
On  a  bright  cloud  to  heaven  he  rode  • 


858 HYMN  129—131.  Book  1. 

g  They  to  the  farthest  nations  spread 
The  grace  of  their  ascended  God. 

HYMN  129.  L.  M.  Armlet/,  [b*] 

Abraham  offering  his  Son.     Gen.  xxii.  G,  &c. 

1  CJ  A I  NTS,  at  your  heavenly  Father's  word, 
^  Give  up  your  comforts  to  the  Lord  ; 

He  will  restore  what  you  resign, 
Or  grant  you  blessings  more  divine. 

2  So  Abra'am,  with  obedient  hand, 
Led  forth  his  son,  at  God's  command ; 
The  wood,  the  fire,  the  knife  he  took  ; 
His  arm  prepar'd  the  dreadful  stroke. 

d  3  '  Abra'am, forbear,'  the  angel  cry'd, 
1  Thy  faith  is  known,  thy  love  is  try'd ; 
1  Thy  son  shall  live,  and  in  thy  seed 
*  Shall  the  whole  earth  be  bless'd  indeed.' 

o  4  Just  in  the  last  distressing  hour, 
The  Lord  displays  deliv'ring  power ; 
The  mount  of  danger  is  the  place, 
Where  we  shall  see  surprising  grace. 

HYMN  130.  L.  M.  Sicilian,  [b*] 

Love  and  Hatred.     Phil,  ii,  2 ;  Eph.  iv,  30,  &c. 

e  1  TVTOW,  by  the  bowels  of  my  God, 

-L^l    His  sharp  distress,  his  sore  complaints, 

By  his  last  groans,  his  dying  blood, — 

I  charge  my  soul  to  love  the  saints. 
— 2  Clamour  and  wrath  and  war  begone  ; 

Envy  and  spite  for  ever  cease ; 

Let  bitter  words  no  more  be  known, 

Amongst  the  saints,  the  sons  of  peace. 
e  8  The  Spirit,  like  a  peaceful  dove, 

Flies  from  the  realms  of  noise  and  strife  ; 

Why  should  we  vex  and  grieve  His  love, 

Who  seals  our  souls  to  heavenly  life  ? 

4  Tender  and  kind  be  all  our  thoughts ; 

Through  all  our  lives  let  mercy  run : 
— So  God  forgives  our  num'rous  faults, 

For  the  dear  sake  of  Christ,  his  Son. 


B 


HYMN  131.  L.  M.  Islington,  [b*] 

The  Pharisee  and  Publican.     Luke  xviii,  10,  &c. 

EHOLD,  how  sinners  disagree, — 
The  Publican  and  Pharisee  f 


J 


Book  I.  HYMN  132,  133. 359 

o  One  doth  his  righteousness  proclaim, 
e  The  other  owns  his  guilt  and  shame, 
p  2  This  man  at  humble  distance  stands, 

And  cries  for  grace  with  lifted  hands  ; 
o  That  boldly  rises  near  the  throne, 

And  talks  of  duties  he  has  done. 
— 3  The  Lord  their  difPrent  language  knows, 

And  difPrent  answers  he  bestows  : 
o  The  humble  soul  with  grace  he  crowns, 
e  Whilst  on  the  proud  his  anger  frowns. 
— 4  Dear  Father,  let  me  never  be 

Join'd  with  the  boasting  Pharisee ; 
e  I  have  no  merits  of  my  own, 

But  plead  the  sufferings  of  thy  Son. 

HYMN  132.  L.  M.  Brentford.  Oporto.  [*] 

Holiness  and  Grace.     Titus  ii,  10,  13. 

1  CJO  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 
K3  The  holy  Gospel, we  profess; 

So  let  our  works  and  virtues  shine, 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 

2  Thus  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 
The  honours  of  our  Saviour  God  ; 
When  the  salvation  reigns  within, 
And  grace  subdues  the  power  of  sin. 

e  3  Our  flesh  and  sense  must  be  denied, — 

Passion  and  envy,  lust  and  pride ; 
o  Whilst  justice,  temp'rance,  truth  and  love, 

Our  inward  piety  approve. 
— 4  Religion  bears  our  spirits  up, 

While  we  expect  that  blessed  hope, — 
?  The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord  ; — 
— And  faith  stands  leaning  on  his  word. 

HYMN  133.  C.  M.  York.  [*] 

Love  and  Charity.     1  Cor.  xiii,  2 — 7,  13. 

1  "       ET  Pharisees  of  high  esteem 
-L^l  Their  faith  and  zeal  declare ; 

All  their  religion  is  a  dream, 
If  love  be  wanting  there. 

2  Love  suffers  long  with  patient  eye, 
Nor  is  provok'd  in  haste ; 

She  lets  the  present  injury  die, 
nd  long  forgets  the  past. 


360 HYMN  134,  135. Book  I. 

3  (Malice  and  rage,  those  files  of  hell, 
She  quenches  with  her  tongue  ; 

Hopes,  and  believes,  and  thinks  no  ill, 
Though  she  endures  the  wrong.) 

4  (She  ne'er  desires,  nor  seeks  to  know 
The  scandals  of  the  time  ; 

Nor  looks  with  pride  on  those  below, 
Nor  envies  those  who  climb.) 

5  She  lays  her  own  advantage  by, 
To  seek  her  neighbour's  good  : — 

o  So  God's  own  Son  came  down  to  die, 
And  bought  our  lives  with  blood. 

o  6  Love  is  the  grace,  that  keeps  her  power 
In  all  the  realms  above ; 
There  faith  and  hope  are  known  no  more, 
But  saints  for  ever  love. 

HYMN  134.  L.  M.  Islington.  Qutrcy.  [b*] 

Religion  rain  icithout  Love.     1  Cor.  xiii,  1,2,  3. 

1  TT  AD  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews, 

■  ■    And  nobler  speech  than  angels  use  ; 
If  love  be  absent,  I  am  found, 
Like  tinkling  brass,  an  empty  sound. 

2  Were  I  inspir'd  to  preach,  and  tell 
All  that  is  done  in  heaven  and  hell ; 
Or  could  my  faith  the  world  remove, 
Still — I  am  nothing  without  love. 

3  Should  I  distribute  all  my  store, 
To  feed  the  bowels  of  the  poor  ; 
Or  give  my  body  to  the  flame, 

To  gain  a  martyr's  glorious  name  ; — 

4  If  love  to  God.  and  love  to  men, 
Be  absent — all  my  hopes  are  vain  : 
Nor  tongues,  nor  gifts,  nor  fiery  zeal, 
The  works  of  love  can  e'er  fulfil. 

HYMN  135.  L.  M.  Station.  Green's.  [*] 

Lore  of  Christ  in  the  Heart.     Eph.  iii,  16,  &.C. 

1    (^  OME,  dearest  Lord,  descend,  and  dwell, 

V^   By  faith  and  love,  in  ev'ry  breast ; 
Then  shall  we  know,  and  taste,  and  feel. 
The  joys  that  cannot  be  expressed 


Book  I.  HYMN  136,  137. 361 

2  Come,  fill  our  hearts  with  inward  strength  ; 
Make  our  enlarged  souls  possess, 
And  learn  the  height,  and  breadth,  and  length, 
Of  thine  unmeasurable  grace, 
s  3  Now  to  the  God,  whose  power  can  do 
More  than  our  thoughts  or  wishes  know ; 
Be  everlasting  honours  done, 
By  all  the  church — through  Christ  his  Son. 

HYMN  136.  C.  M.  Abridge.  Plymouth.  [b*J 

Sincerity  and  Hypocrisy.     John  iv,  24.   Psalm  cxxxix,  23,  24. 

1  /^1  OD  is  a  Spirit,  just  and  wise  ; 
^J  He  sees  our  inmost  mind  : 

In  vain  to  heaven  we  raise  our  cries, 
And  leave  our  souls  behind. 

2  Nothing  but  truth,  before  his  throne, 
With  honour  can  appear  : 

The  painted  hypocrites  are  known, 
Through  the  disguise  they  wear. 

3  Their  lifted  eyes  salute  the  skies, 
Their  bending  knees  the  ground  ; 

But  God  abhors  the  sacrifice, 

Where  not  the  heart  is  found. 
e  4  Lord,  search  my  thoughts,  and  try  my  ways, 

And  make  my  soul  sincere  ; 
o  Then  shall  I  stand  before  thy  face, 

And  find  acceptance  there. 

HYMN  137.  L.  M.  Leeds.  Castle-Street.  [*] 

Salvation  by  Grace  in  Christ.     2  Tim.  i,  9,  10. 

1  "jVTOW,  to  the  power  of  God  supreme 
-1 1    Be  everlasting  honours  given; 

He  saves  from  hell — (we  bless  his  name,) 

He  calls  our  wand'ring  feet  to  Heaven. 
e  2  Not  for  our  duties,  or  deserts, 
o  But  of  his  own  abundant  grace, 

He  works  salvation  in  our  hearts, 

And  forms  a  people  for  his  praise. 
— 3  'Twas  his  own  purpose  that  begun 

To  rescue  rebels,  doom'd  to  die  ; 

He  gave  us  grace  in  Christ  his  Son, 

Before  he  spread  the  starry  sky. 
31 


362 HYMN  138,  139. Book  I. 

o  4  Jesus  the  Lord  appears  at  last, 

And  makes  his  Father's  counsels  known; 
o  Declares  the  great  transactions  pass'd, 

And  brings  immortal  blessings  down. 
e  5  He  dies  ! — and  in  that  dreadful  night 

Did  all  the  powers  of  hell  destroy; 
o  Rising — he  brought  our  heaven  to  light, 

And  took  possession  of  the  joy. 

HYMN  138.  C.  M.  Colchester.  [*] 

Saints  in  the  Hands  of  Christ.     John  x,  28,  29. 

1  I^IRM,  as  the  earth,  thy  Gospel  stands, 
JL     My  Lord,  my  hope,  my  trust; 

If  I  am  found  in  Jesus'  hands, 
My  soul  can  ne'er,  be  lost. 

2  His  honour  is  engag'd  to  save 
The  meanest  of  his  sheep  ; 

All,  whom  his  heavenly  lather  gave, 
His  hands  securely  keep. 

3  Nor  death,  nor  hell  shall  e'er  remove 
His  fav'rites  from  his  breast; 

In  the  dear  bosom  of  his  love 
They  must  for  ever  rest. 

HYMN  139.  L.  M.  Green's,  [b*] 

Hope  in  the  Covenant.     Heb.  vi,  17 — 19. 

e  1  TTOW  oft  have  sin  and  Satan  strove 

JLJL  To  rend  my  soul  from  thee,  my  God ! 
o  But  everlasting  is  thy  love, 

And  Jesus  seals  it  with  his  blood. 
— 2  The  oath  and  promise  of  the  Lord 

Join  to  confirm  the  v\  ondrous  grace  ; 
g  Eternal  power  performs  the  word, 

And  fills  all  heaven  with  endless  praise. 
e  3  Amidst  temptations,  sharp  and  long, 

My  soul  to  this  dear  refuge  flies ; 
— Hope  is  my  anchor,  firm  and  strong, 

While  tempests  blow,  and  billows  rise, 
o  4  The  gospel  bears  my  spirit  up ; 
g  A  faithful  and  unchanging  God 

Lays  the  foundation  for  my  hope, 

In  oaths,  and  promises,  and  blood. 


Book  I. HYMN  140,  141. 363 

HYMN  140.  C.  M.  York.  Reading.  [b*l 

A  living  and  a  dead  Faith. 

e  1  TVTISTAKEN  souls!  that  dream  of  heaven, 
_L?i  And  make  their  empty  boast — 
Of  inward  joys,  and  sins  forgiven, 

While  they  are  slaves  to  lust. 
2  Vain  are  our  fancies'  airy  flights, 
If  faith  be  cold  and  dead  ; 
— None  but  a  living  power  unites 

To  Christ,  the  living  head. 
o  3  'Tis  faith,  that  changes  all  the  heart; 
'Tis  faith,  that  works  by  love  ; 
That  bids  all  sinful  joys  depart, 
And  lifts  the  thoughts  above. 
o  4  'Tis  faith  that  conquers  earth  and  hell, 
By  a  celestial  power  ; 
This  is  the  grace  that  shall  prevail 
In  the  decisive  hour. 
e  5  (Faith  must  obey  her  Father's  will, 
As  well  as  trust  his  grace ; 
A  pard'ning  God  is  jealous  still 
For  his  own  holiness. 
— 6  When  from  the  curse  he  sets  us  free, 
He  makes  our  natures  clean  ; 
Nor  would  he  send  his  Son  to  be 
The  Minister  of  sin. 
o  7  His  Spirit  purifies  our  frame, 

And  seals  our  peace  with  God : 
— Jesus,  and  his  salvation,  came 
By  water  and  by  blood.) 

HYMN  141.  S.  M.  Aylesbury,  [b] 

The  Humiliation  and  Exaltation  of  Christ.     Isa.  liii,  1 — 5,  10—12 

e   1  X\7~HO  has  believ'd  thy  word, 

▼  ▼     Or  thy  salvation  known  ? 
o  Reveal  thine  arm,  Almighty  Lord, 

And  glorify  thy  Son. 
c  2      The  Jews  esteem'd  him  here 

Too  mean  for  their  belief; 
p  Sorrows  his  chief  acquaintance  were, 

And  his  companion  grief. 


364 HYMN  142. Book  I 

— 3       They  turn'd  their  eves  away, 

And  treated  him  with  scorn ; 
p  But  'twas  their  grief  upon  him  lay; 

Their  sorrows  he  has  borne. 
a  4       'Twas  for  the  stubborn  Jews, 

And  Gentiles,  then  unknown, 
The  God  of  justice  pleas'd  to  bruise 

His  best  beloved  Son. 
— 5       '  But  I'll  prolong  his  days, 

1  And  make  his  kingdom  stand  ; 
o  i  My  pleasure,'  saith  the  God  of  grace, 

1  Shall  prosper  in  his  hand. 
o  6       ('  His  joyful  soul  shall  see 

'  The  purchase  of  his  pain  ; 
*  And  by  his  knowledge  justify 

'The  guilty  sons  of  men.) 
o  1      ('  Thousands  of  captive  slaves, 

'  Releas'd  from  death  and  sin  ; 
1  Shall  quit  their  prisons,  and  their  graves, 

4  And  own  his  power  Divine.) 
u  8       '  Heaven  shall  advance  my  Son 

i  To  joys  that  earth  deny'd ; 
e  '  Who  saw  the  follies  men  had  done, 
a  *  And  bore  their  sins,  and  dy'd.' 

HYMN  142.  S.  M.  Bingham,  [b] 

The  Same.     Isa.  liii,  6—9—12. 

e  I  T    IKE  sheep  we  went  astray, 
J-i  And  broke  the  fold  of  God ; 
Each  wand'ring  in  a  diff'rent  way, 
But  all  the  downward  road. 
p  2       How  dreadful  was  the  hour, 

When  God  our  wand'rings  laid, 
And  did  at  once  his  vengeance  pour, 
Upon  the  Shepherd's  head. 
o  3       How  glorious  was  the  grace, 

WThen  Christ  sustain'd  the  stroke ! 
His  life  and  blood  the  Shepherd  pays, 
A  ransom  for  his  flock. 
a  4       His  honour  and  his  breath 
Were  taken  both  away ; 
Join'd  with  the  wicked  in  his  death, 
And  made  as  vile  as  they. 


Book  I. HYMN  143. 365 

ob      But  God  will  raise  his  head, 
O'er  all  the  sons  of  men  ; 
And  make  him  see  a  num'rous  seed, 
To  recompense  his  pain, 
g  6       'I'll  give  him,'  saith  the  Lord, 
'  A  portion  with  the  strong  ; 
c  He  shall  possess  a  large  reward, 
'  And  hold  his  honours  long.' 


HYMN  143.  C.  M.  Early.  [*] 

Characters  of  the  Children  of  God,  from  several  Scriptures. 

b  1     AS  new-born  babes  desire  the  breast, 
il.  To  feed,  and  grow,  and  thrive  ; 
So  saints  with  joy  the  gospel  taste, 
And  by  the  gospel  live. 

2  [With  inward  gust,  their  heart  approves 
All  that  the  word  relates ; 

They  love  the  men  their  Father  loves, 
And  hate  the  work  he  hates. 

3  Not  all  the  flatt'ring  baits  on  earth 
Can  make  them  slaves  to  lust ; 

They  can't  forget  their  heavenly  birth, 
Nor  grovel  in  the  dust. 

4  Not  all  the  chains  that  tyrants  use 
Shall  bind  their  souls  to  vice  : 

Faith,  like  a  conqu'ror,  can  produce 
A  thousand  victories.] 
— 5  Grace,  like  an  uncorrupted  seed, 
Abides  and  reigns  within  ; 
Immortal  principles  forbid 
The  sons  of  God  to  sin. 
e  6  Not  by  the  terrours  of  a  slave, 

Do  they  perform  his  will ; 
o  But  with  the  noblest  powers  they  have, 

His  sweet  commands  fulfil. 
— 7  They  find  access  at  ev'ry  hour 
To  God,  within  the  vail ; 
Hence  they  derive  a  quick'ning  power, 
And  joys  that  never  fail. 
o  8  O  happy  souls !  O  glorious  state 
Of  ever-flowing  grace  ! 
To  dwell  so  near  their  Father's  seat, 
And  see  his  lovely  face ! 
31  * 


306 HYMN  144,  145.  Book  I 

e  9  Lord,  J  address  thy  heavenly  throne; 

Call  me  a  child  of  thine  ; 
Send  down  the  Spirit  of  thy  Son, 

To  form  my  heart  divine. 
— 10  There  shed  thy  choicest  love  abroad, 

And  make  my  comforts  strong; 
d  Then  shall  I  say,  My  Father,  God, 

With  an  unwav'ring  tongue. 

HYMN  144.  CM.  Canterbury.  York,  [b*] 

The  icitnessing  and  sealing  Spirit.  Rom.  viii,  14,  If).    Eph.  i,  13, 14. 

e  1  XM/"HY  should  the  children  of  a  king 

▼  ▼     Go  mourning  all  their  days  ? 
o  Great  Comforter,  descend,  and  bring 

Some  tokens  of  thy  grace. 
e  2  Dost  thou  not  dwell  in  all  the  saints, 
And  seal  the  heirs  of  heaven  ? 
When  wilt  thou  banish  my  complaints, 
And  show  my  sins  forgiv'n  ? 
— 3  Assure  my  conscience  of  her  part 
In  the  Redeemer's  blood  ; 
And  bear  thy  witness  with  my  heart, 
That  I  am  born  of  God. 
o  4  Thou  art  the  earnest  of  his  love, — 
The  pledge  of  joys  to  come  ; 
And  thy  soft  wings,  celestial  Dove, 
Will  safe  convey  me  home. 

HYMN  145.  C.  M.  Sunday  Christmas.  [*]~ 

Christ  and  Aaron.     Hcb.  vii.  and  ix. 

1    TESUS,  in  thee  our  eyes  behold 

J    A  thousand  glories  more, 
Than  the  rich  gems,  and  polish'd  gold, 
The  sons  of  Aaron  wore. 
€  2  They  first  their  own  burnt-off'rings  brought, 

To  purge  themselves  from  sin  ; 
o  Thy  life  was  pure  without  a  spot, 

And  all  thy  nature  clean. 
— 3  [Fresh  blood,  as  constant  as  the  day, 
Was  on  their  altars  spilt ; 
But  thy  one  ofl'ring  takes  away, 

For  ever,  all  our  guilt. 
4  Their  priesthood  ran  through  sev'ral  hands, 
For  mortal  was  their  race ; 


Book  1. HYMN  146. 367 

Thy  never-changing  office  stands, 
Eternal,  as  thy  days.] 
e  5  Once  in  the  circuit  of  a  year, 
With  blood — but  not  his  own, 
Aaron  within  the  vail  appears, 
Before  the  golden  throne. 
o  6  But  Christ,  by  his  own  powerful  blood, 
Ascends  above  the  skies  ; 
And,  in  the  presence  of  our  God, 
Shows  his  own  sacrifice. 
o  7  Jesus,  the  King  of  glory,  reigns 
On  Zion's  heavenly  hill ; 
Looks  like  a  lamb  that  has  been  slain, 
And  wears  his  priesthood  still. 
— 8  He  ever  lives — to  intercede 
Before  his  Father's  face  ; 
Give  him,  my  soul,  thy  cause  to  plead, 
Nor  doubt  the  Father's  grace. 

HYMN  146.  L.  M.  Oporto.  Nardtvich.  [*] 

The  Excellencies  of  Christ. 

1  f~^>  O  worship  at  Emmanuel's  feet, 

vJ  See  in  his  face  what  wonders  meet ; 
Earth  is  too  narrow  to  express 
His  worth,  his  glory,  or  his  grace. 

2  The  whole  creation  can  afford 
But  some  faint  shadows  of  my  Lord ; 
Nature,  to  make  his  beauties  known, 
Must  mingle  colours,  not  her  own. 

3  [Is  HE  compared  to  wine  or  bread? 
Dear  Lord,  our  souls  would  thus  be  fed : 
That  flesh,  that  dying  blood  of  thine, 

Is  bread  of  life,  is  heavenly  wine. 

4  JsHEfl  Tree  ?  The  world  receives 
Salvation  from  his  healing  leaves : 

That  righteous  Branch,  that  fruitful  Bough, 
Is  David's  root  and  offspring  too. 

5  Is  HE  a  Rose?  Not  Sharon  yields 
Such  fragrancy  in  all  her  fields : 

Or  if  the  Lily  he  assume, 

The  valleys  bless  the  rich  perfume. 

6  Is  HE  a  Vine  ?  His  heavenly  root 
Supplies  the  boughs  with  life  and  fruit ; 


368  HYMN  146.  BookL 


Oh  let  a  lasting  union  jo 

My  soul  to  Christ,  the  liwng  vine. 

7  Is  HE  the  Head?  Each  member  lives, 
And  owns  the  vital  power  he  gives; 
The  saints  below  and  saints  above, 
Join'd  by  his  Spirit  and  his  love. 

8  Is  HE  a  Fountain  ?  There  I  bathe, 
And  heal  the  plague  of  sin  and  death: 
These  waters  all  my  soul  renew, 
And  cleanse  my  spotted  garments  too. 

9  Is  HE  a  Fire?  He'll  purge  my  days; 
But  the  true  gold  sustains  no  lo 

Like  a  refiner  shall  he  sit, 

And  tread  the  refuse  with  his  feet. 

10  Is  HE  a  Rock?  How  firm  he  proves! 
The  Rock  of  Ages  never  moves  : 

Yet  the  sweet  streams,  that  from  him  flow, 
Attend  us  all  the  desert  through. 

11  Is  HE  a  Way?  He  leads  to  God  ; 
The  path  is  drawn  in  lines  of  blood : 
There  would  I  walk  with  hope  and  zeal, 
Till  I  arrive  at  Sion's  hill. 

12  Is  HE  a  Door?  I'll  enter  in  ; 
Behold  the  pastures  large  and  green : 
A  Paradise  divinely  fair  : 

None  but  the  sheep  have  freedom  there. 

13  Is  HE  designed  a  Corner-Stone, — 
For  men  to  build  their  heaven  upon  ? 
I'll  make  him  my  foundation  too ; 
Nor  fear  the  plots  of  hell  below. 

14  Is  HE  a  Temple?  I  adore 

Th'  indwelling  Majesty  and  Power: 
And  still,  to  his  most  holy  place, 
AVhene'er  I  pray,  I  turn  my  face. 

15  Is  HE  a  Star?  He  breaks  the  night, 
Piercing  the  shades  with  dawning  light: 
I  know  his  glories  from  afar : 

I  know  the  bright,  the  Morning-Star. 

16  Is  HE  a  Sun  ?  His  beams  are  grace  ; 
His  course  is  joy  and  righteousness  : 
Nations  rejoice,  when  he  appears, 

To  chase  the  clouds,  and  dry  their  tears.] 


Book  J.  HYMN  147,  146. 369 

e   17  Oh,  let  me  climb  those  higher  skies, 

Where  storms  and  darkness  never  rise ! 
o  There  he  displays -his  powers  abroad, 

And  shines  and  reigns,  th'  incarnate  God. 
g  18  Nor  earth,  nor  seas,  nor  sun,  nor  stars, 

Nor  heaven  his  full  resemblance  bears  ' 

His  beauties  we  can  never  trace, 
'Till  we  behold  him  face  to  face. 

HYMN  147.  L.  M.  Green's.  [*] 

Xamcs  and  Titles  of  Christ. 

1  ['rj^IS  from  the  treasure  of  his  word, 

JL    I  borrow  titles  for  my  Lord ; 
Nor  art,  nor  nature,  can  supply 
Sufficient  forms  of  majesty. 

2  Bright  Image  of  the  Father's  face, 
Shining  with  undiminish'd  rays  ; 
Th'  eternal  God's  eternal  Son, 
The  heir  and  partner  of  his  throne. 

3  The  King  of  kings,  the  Lord  most  high, 
Writes  his  own  name  upon  his  thigh ; 

He  wears  a  garment  dipp'd  in  blood, 
And  breaks  the  nations  with  his  rod. 

4  Where  grace  can  neither  melt,  nor  move, 
The  Lamb  resents  his  injur'd  love, 
Awakes  his  wrath,  without  delay — 

And  Judah's  Lion  tears  the  prey. 

5  But  when  for  works  of  peace  he  comes, 
What  winning  titles  he  assumes ! 

Light  of  the  world,  and  Life  of  men; 

Nor  bears  those  characters  in  vain. 

G  With  tender  pity  in  his  heart, 

He  acts  the  Mediator's  part ; 

A  Friend  and  Brother  he  appears, 

And  well  fulfils  the  names  he  wears. 

7  At  length  the  Judge  his  throne  ascends, 

Divides  the  rebels  from  his  friends  ; 

And  saints,  in  full  fruition,  prove 

His  rich  variety  of  love.] 

"  HYMN  148.  P.  M.  Allerton.  p] 

Scriptural  Titles  of  Christ. 

1  "Y^ITH  cheerful  voice  I  sing 
▼  ▼     The  titles  of  my  Lord  ; 


370 HYMN  148. Book  1. 

And  borrow  all  the  names 

Of  honour  Iron)  his  word  ; 
Nature  and  art  I  Sufficient  forms 

Can  ne'er  supply         I  Of  majesty. 

e  2       In  Jesus  we  behold 

His  Father's  glorious  face, 
Shining  for  ever  bright, 
With  mild  and  lovely  rays  : 


-Th'  eternal  God's 
Eternal  Son 


Inherits  and 
Partakes  the  throne. 

g  3       The  sovereign  King  of  kings, 
The  Lord  of  lords  most  high, — 
Writes  his  own  name  upon 
His  garment  and  his  thigh : 


He  rules  the  earth 
With  iron  rod. 


His  name  is  call'd 
The  Word  of  God 

— 4      When  promises  and  grace 
Can  neither  melt  nor  move, 

o  The  angry  Lamb  resents 

The  injuries  of  his  love  : 

u  Awakes  his  wrath        As  lions  roar, 
Without  delay,  And  tear  the  prey. 

b  5      But,  when  for  works  of  peace 
The  great  Redeemer  comes, 
What  gentle  characters, 
What  titles  he  assumes  ! 


Nor  will  he  bear 
Those  names  in  vain. 


Light  of  the  World, 
And  Life  of  men  ! 

o  6       Immense  compassion  reigns 
In  our  EmmanuePs  heart, 
When  he  descends  to  act 
A  Mediator's  part. 

He  is  a  Friend,  Divinely  kind. 

And  Brother  too  ;         Divinely  true. 

g  7       At  length  the  Lord,  the  Judge, 
His  awful  throne  ascends, 
And  drives  the  rebels  far 
From  favourites  and  friends  : 


Then  shall  the  saints 
Completely  prove 


The  heights  and  depths 
Of  all  his  love. 


Book  I. HYMN  149 371 

HYMN  149.  L.  M.  Leeds.  [*] 

Offices  of  Christ. 

1  [  XOIN  all  the  names  of  love  and  power, 

J  That  ever  men  or  angels  bore  ; 
All  are  too  mean  to  speak  his  worth, 
Or  set  EmmanueVs  glory  forth. 

2  But  oh,  what  condescending  ways 
He  takes,  to  teach  his  heavenly  grace ! 
My  eyes,  with  joy  and  wonder,  see 
What  forms  of  love  he  bears  to  me. 

3  The  Angel  of  the  Covenant  stands, 
With  his  commission  in  his  hands, 
Sent  from  his  Father's  milder  throne, 
To  make  the  great  salvation  known. 

4  Great  Prophet!  let  me  bless  thy  name; 
By  thee  the  joyful  tidings  came, 

Of  wrath  appeas'd,  of  sins  forgiven, 
Of  hell  subdu'd,  and  peace  with  heaven. 

5  My  bright  Example,  and  my  Guide, 
I  would  be  walking  near  thy  side ; 

0  let  me  never  run  astray, 
Nor  follow  the  forbidden  way. 

6  I  love  my  Shepherd,  he  will  keep 
My  wand'ring  soul  amongst  his  sheep ; 
He  feeds  his  flocks,  he  calls  their  names, 
And  in  his  bosom  bears  the  lambs. 

7  My  Surety  undertakes  my  cause, 
Answering  his  Father's  broken  laws  : 
Behold  my  soul  at  freedom  set ! 

My  Surety  paid  the  dreadful  debt. 

8  Jesus,  my  great  High  Priest,  has  dy'd, 

1  seek  no  sacrifice  beside  ; 

His  blood  did  once  for  all  atone, 
And  now  it  pleads,  before  the  throne. 

9  My  Advocate  appears  on  high  ; 
The  Father  lays  his  thunder  by  : 
Not  all  that  earth,  or  hell,  can  say 
Shall  turn  my  Father's  heart  away. 

10  My  Lord,  my  Conqueror,  and  my  King, 
Thy  sceptre,  and  thy  sword  I  sing ; 
Thine  is  the  vict'ry,  and  I  sit, 

A  joyful  subject,  at  thy  feet. 


372 HYMX  150. Book  1. 

11  Aspire,  my  soul,  to  glorious  deeds, 
The  Captain  of  Salvation  lead-  : 
March  on,  nor  fear  to  win  the  day, 
Though  death  and  hell  obstruct  the  way. 

12  Shoulddeath.  and  hell,  and  powers  unknown, 
Put  all  their  forms  of  mischief  on, 

I  shall  be  safe  ;  for  Christ  displays 
Salvation  in  more  sovereign  ways.] 

HYMN  150.  P.  M.  Bcthesda.  [*] 

Scriptural  Characters  of  Christ. 

o  1    TOIN  all  the  glorious  names 
J    Of  wisdom,  love,  and  power, 
That  ever  mortals  knew, 
That  angels  ever  bore  : 
e  All  are  too  mean  Too  mean  to  set 

To  speak  his  worth  ;     My  Saviour  forth. 

d  2       But  oh,  what  gentle  terms, 
What  condescending  ways, 
Does  our  Redeemer  use, 
To  teach  his  heavenly  grace 


What  forms  of  love 
He  bears  for  me. 


— Mine  eyes,  with  joy 
And  wonder,  see 

e  3       (Array'd  in  mortal  flesh, 

He  like  an  Angel  stands; 

And  holds  the  promises 

And  pardons  in  his  hands : 
o  Commissioivd  from       To  make  his  grace 
His  Father's  throne,     To  mortals  known.) 

— 4      (Great  Prophet  of  my  God, 

My  tongue  would  bless  thy  name,* 
By  thee  the  joyful  news 
Of  our  salvation  came  : 

o  The  joyful  news  Of  hell  subdu'd, 

Of  sins  forgiven,  And  peace  with  heaven.) 

— 5       (Be  thou  my  Counsellor, 

My  Pattern  and  my  Guide ; 
And,  through  this  desert  land, 
Still  keep  me  near  thy  side. 
O  let  my  feet  Nor  rove,  nor  seek 


Ne'er  run  astray. 


The  crooked  way !) 


Book  I, 


HYMN  150. 


373 


e  6      (I  love  my  Shepherd? s  voice  ; 
His  watchful  eyes  shall  keep 
My  wand 'ring  soul,  among 
The  thousands  of  Ins  sheep  : 

b  He  feeds  his  flock, 
He  calls  their  names  ; 

o  7       (To  this  dear  Suretifs  hand 
Will  I  commit  my  cause  ; 
He  answers  and  fulfils 
His  Father's  broken  laws  : 


His  bosom  bears 
The  tender  lambs.) 


Behold  my  soul 
At  freedom  set ! 

8  {Jesus,  my  great  High  Priest, 
Offer 'd  his  blood  and  dy'd  ; 
My  guilty  conscience  seeks 
No  sacrifice  beside : 

His  pow'rful  blood 
Did  once  atone, 

9  (My  Advocate  appears, 
For  my  defence,  on  high  ; 
The  Father  bows  his  ears, 
And  lays  his  thunder  by. 


My  Surety  paid 
The  dreadful  debt.) 


?  And  now  it  pleads 
Before  the  throne.) 


Shall  turn  his  heart, 
His  love  away.) 


Not  all  that  hell 

Or  sin  can  say 

10     (My  dear,  Almighty  Lord, 
My  Conqueror  and  my  King, 
Thy  sceptre  and  thy  sword,— 
Thy  reigning  grace,  I  sing. 


Thine  is  the  power ; 

Behold  I  sit, 

1 1     (Now  let  my  sou 

And  tread  the  Tempter  down  ; 
My  Captain  leads  me  forth 
To  conquest  and  a  crown 


In  willing  bonds, 
Beneath  thy  feet.) 
arise, 


Tho'  death  and  hell 
Obstruct  the  way.) 


— A  feeble  saint 
Shall  win  the  day  ; 

g  12  Should  all  the  hosts  of  death, 
And  powers  of  hell  unknown, 
Put  their  most  dreadful  forms 
Of  rage  and  mischief  on  ; 


I  shall  be  safe — 
For  Christ  displays 


Superiour  power, 
And  guardian  grace. 


END  OF  THE  FIRST  BOOK. 
32 


HYMNS 


AND 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 


BOOK  11. 
COMPOSED  ON  DIVINE  SUBJECTS. 


HYMN  1.  L.  M.  Old  Hundred.  [*] 

A  Song  of  Praise  to  God. 

1  IVTATURE,  with  all  her  powers,  shall  sing 
J- i    God,  the  Creator,  and  the  King; 

Nor  air,  nor  earth,  nor  skies,  nor  seas, 
Deny  the  tribute  of  their  praise. 

2  (Begin  to  make  his  glories  known, 
Ye  seraphs,  who  sit  near  his  throne ; 
Tune  your  harps  high,  and  spread  the  sound 
To  the  creation's  utmost  bound*.) 

3  (All  mortal  things  of  meaner  frame, 
Exert  your  force,  and  own  his  Name ; 
Whilst  with  our  souls,  and  with  our  voice, 
We  sing  his  honours,  and  our  joys.) 

4  (To  him  be  sacred  all  we  have, 
From  the  young  cradle  to  the  grave  : 
Our  lips  shall  his  loud  wonders  tell, 
And  ev'ry  word  a  miracle.) 

5  [These  western  shores,  our  native  land, 
Lie  safe  in  the  Almighty's  hand  ! 

Our  foes  of  vict'ry  dream  in  vain, 
And  wear  the  captivating  chain. 

6  Raise  monumental  praises  high 

To  him,  who  thunders  through  the  sky, 
And,  with  an  awful  nod  or  frown, 
Shakes  an  aspiring  tyrant  down. 


Book  II. HYMN  2,  3. 375 

7  Pillars  of  lasting  brass  proclaim 
The  triumphs  of  th'  Eternal  Name  ; 
While  trembling  nations  read  from  far 
The  honours  of  the  God  of  war.] 

8  Thus  let  our  flaming  zeal  employ 
Our  loftiest  thoughts,  and  loudest  songs ; 
Let  there  be  sung,  with  warmest  joy, 
HO  S  ANN  A — from  ten  thousand  tongues. 

9  Yet,  mighty  God,  our  feeble  frame 
Attempts  in  vain  to  reach  thy  name  ; 
The  strongest  notes  that  angels  raise 
Faint,  in  the  worship  and  the  praise. 

HYMN  2.  C.  M.  Bishopsgate.  [b] 

The  Death  of  a  Sinner.  - 

1  [1%/|~Y  thoughts  on  awful  subjects  roll,— 

-LtJL  Damnation  and  the  dead ; 
What  horrours  seize  the  guilty  soul, 
Upon  a  dying  bed. 
e  2  Ling'ring  about  these  mortal  shores, 
a      She  makes  a  long  delay  ; 
o  Till,  like  a  flood  with  rapid  force, 
Death  sweeps  the  wretch  away. 
u  3  Then,  swift  and  dreadful  she  descends 

Down  to  the  fiery  coast, 
— Amongst  abominable  fiends, 

Herself  a  frighted  ghost. 
e  4  There  endless  crowds  of  sinners  lie, 
And  darkness  makes  their  chains  : 
Tortur'd  with  keen  despair,  they  cry  ; 
Yet  wait  for  fiercer  pains. 
p  5  Not  all  their  anguish,  and  their  blood, 
For  their  old  guilt  atones ; 
Nor  the  compassion  of  a  God 
Shall  hearken  to  their  groans. 
o  6  Amazing  grace,  that  kept  my  breath, 
Nor  bid  my  soul  remove — 
Till  I  had  learn'd  my  Saviour's  death, 
And  well  insur'd  his  love  !] 

HYMN  3.  C.  M.  Isle  of  Wight.  Canterbury,  [b  *] 

The  Death  and  Burial  of  a  Saint. 

e  1  "VX7~HY  do  we  mourn  departing  friends? 
▼  ▼     Or  shake  at  death's  alarms  ? 


376  HYMN  4.  Book  II 


— 'Tis  but  the  voice  that  Jesus  sends, 

To  call  them  to  his  arms. 
o  2  Are  we  not  tending  upward  too, 

As  fast  as  time  can  move  ? 
Nor  would  we  wish  the  hours  more  slow, 

To  keep  us  from  our  Love. 
— 3  Why  should  we  tremble  to  convey 

Their  bodies  to  the  tomb  ? 
o  There  the  dear  flesh  of  Jesus  lay, 

And  left  a  long  perfume. 
— 4  The  graves  of  all  the  saints  he  bless'd, 

And  soften'd  ev'ry  bed  : 
e  Where  should  the  dying  members  rest, 

But  with  the  dying  Head  ? 
o  5  Thence  he  arose,  ascended  high, 

And  show'd  our  feet  the  way : 
o  Up  to  the  Lord  our  flesh  shall  fly, 

At  the  great,  rising  day. 
s  6  Then  let  the  last,  loud  trumpet  sound, 

And  bid  our  kindred  rise ! 
Awake,  ye  nations  under  ground, 

Ye  saints,  ascend  the  skies. 

HYMN  4.  L.  M.  Carthage.  PleyeVs.  [b*] 

Salvation  in  the  Cross. 

p  1  TTERE,  at  thy  cross,  my  dying  God, 
-H-  I  lay  my  soul  beneath  thy  love ! 

Beneath  the  droppings  of  thy  blood, 

Jesus — nor  shall  it  e'er  remove. 
— 2  Not  all  that  tyrants  think  or  say, 

With  rage  and  lightning  in  their  eyes, — 

Nor  hell  shall  fright  my  heart  away, 

Should  hell  with  all  its  legions  rise. 

3  Should  worlds  conspire  to  drive  me  hence, 

Moveless  and  firm  this  heart  should  lie  ; 

Resolv'd,  (for  that's  my  last  defence,) 

If  I  must  perish,  here  to  die. 
e  4  But  speak,  my  Lord,  and  calm  my  fear; 

Am  I  not  safe  beneath  thy  shade  ? 
d  Thy  vengeance  will  not  strike  me  here, 

N©r  Satan  dare  my  soul  invade, 
o  5  Yes,  I'm  secure  beneath  thy  blood, 

And  all  my  foes  shall  lose  their  aim ; 


Book  11. HYMN  5,  6. 3T7 

o  Hosanna  to  my  dying  God. 

And  my  best  honours  to  his  name. 

HYMN  5.  L.  M.  Islington.  [*] 

Longing  to  praise  Christ  better. 

1  [~1~    ORD,  when  my  thoughts  with  wonder  roll 

-L*   O'er  the  sharp  sorrows  of  thy  soul, 
And  read  my  Maker's  broken  laws 
Repair 'd  and  honour 'd  by  the  cross  : — 
2  When  I  behold  death,  hell,  and  sin, 
Vanquish'd  by  that  dear  blood  of  thine ; 
And  see  the  Man,  that  groan'd  and  dy'd, 
Sit  glorious  by  his  Father's  side  : — 

o  3  My  passions  rise  and  soar  above ; 

u  I'm  wing'd  with  faith,  and  nYd  with  love  : 

o  Fain  would  I  reach  eternal  things, 
And  learn  the  notes  that  Gabriel  sings. 

e  4  But  my  heart  fails,  my  tongue  complains, 
For  want  of  their  immortal  strains  ; 

p  And,  in  such  humble  notes  as  these, 
Must  fall  below  thy  victories. 

— 5  Well,  the  kind  minute  must  appear, 
When  we.  shall  leave  these  bodies  here, — 

o  These  clogs  of  clay ; — and  mount  on  high, 

o  To  join  the  songs  above  the  sky.] 

~HYMN  6.  C.  M.  St.  Ann's.  [*] 

A  Morning  Song. 

NCE  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day 
Salutes  thy  waking  eyes  : 
Once  more,  my  voice,  thy  tribute  pay 
To  Him  who  rules  the  skies. 
o  2  Night  unto  night  his  Name  repeats, 

The  day  renews  the  sound  ; 
g  Wide  as  the  heaven,  on  which  he  sits, 

To  turn  the  seasons  round. 
— 3  'Tis  he  supports  my  mortal  frame, 
o      My  tongue  shall  speak  his  praise  ; 
e  My  sins  would  rouse  his  wrath  to  flame, 

—  And  yet  his  wrath  delays. 

e  4  (On  a  poor  worm  thy  power  might  tread, 

And  I  could  ne'er  withstand  : 
p  Thy  justice  might  have  crush'd  me  dead. 

—  But  mercy  held  thy  hand. 

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378 HYMN  7,  8.  Book  II. 

p  5  A  thousand  wretched  souls  are  fled, 

Since  the  last  Betting  sun ; 
— And  yet  thou  length'nest  out  my  thread,- 

And  yet  my  moments  run.) 
e  6  Dear  God,  let  all  my  hours  be  thine, 

Whilst  1  enjoj  the  light : 
o  Then  shall  my  sun  in  smiles  decline, 

And  bring  a  pleasant  night. 

HYMN  7.  C.  M.  Hymn  2d.  Wantage,  [b] 

An  Evening  Song. 

1  THREAD  Sovereign,  let  my  ev'ning  song, 

-L/   Like  holy  incense  rise  ; 
Assist  the  offerings  of  my  tongue, 
To  reach  the  lofty  skies. 
— 2  Through  all  the  dangers  of  the  day, 
Thy  hand  was  still  my  guard  ; 
And  still,  to  drive  my  wants  away, 
Thy  mercy  stood  prepar'd. 
o  3  Perpetual  blessings  from  above 

Encompass  me  around ; 
e  But  Oh,  how  few  returns  of  love 

Hath  my  Creator  found  ? 
d  4  What  have  I  done  for  Him,  who  died 
To  save  my  wretched  soul  ? 
How  are  my  follies  multiply'd, 
Fast  as  the  minutes  roll ! 
e  5  Lord,  with  this  guilty  heart  of  mine, 

To  thy  dear  cross  I  flee ; 
— And  to  thy  grace  my  soul  resign, 
To  be  renew'd  by  thee. 
6  (Sprinkled  afresh  with  pard'ning  blood, 

I  lay  me  down  to  rest, — 
As  in  the  embraces  of  my  God, 
Or  on  my  Saviour's  breast.) 

HYMN  8.  C.  M.  St.  Martin's.  Sunday.  [*] 

A  Hymn  for  Morning  or  Evening. 

1  TTOSANNA,  with  a  cheerful  sound, 
XX  To  God's  upholding  hand ! 

Ten  thousand  snares  attend  us  round, 
And  yet  secure  we  stand. 
e  2  That  was  a  most  amazing  power, 
That  rais'd  us  with  a  word ; 


Book  II. HYMN  9. 379 

— And  ev'ry  day,  and  ev'ry  hour, 

We  lean  upon  the  Lord. 
e  3  The  evening  rests  our  weary  head, 

And  angels  guard  the  room  ; 
— We  wake,  and  we  admire  the  bed, 

That  was  not  made  our  tomb. 
4  The  rising  morning  can't  assure, 

That  we  shall  end  the  day  ! 
e  For  death  stands  ready  at  the  door, 

To  seize  our  lives  away. 
e  5  Our  breath  is  forfeited  by  sin, 

To  God's  avenging  law  ; 
— We  own  thy  grace,  immortal  King, 

In  ev'ry  gasp  we  draw. 
o  6  God  is  our  sun,  whose  daily  light 

Our  joy  and  safety  brings  ; 
Our  feeble  flesh  lies  safe  at  night, 

Beneath  his  shady  wings. 

HYMN  9.  C.  M.  Isle  of  Wight.  Bangor.  [*] 

Godly  Sorroio  from  the  Sufferings  of  Christ. 

pi     4  LAS!  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed  ? 
JljL  And  did  my  Sovereign  die  ? 
Would  he  devote  that  sacred  head, 
For  such  a  worm  as  I ! 

2  [Thy  body  slain,  sweet  Jesus,  thine, — 
And  bath'd  in  its  own  blood, 

While,  ail  expos'd  to  wrath  divine, 
The  glorious  suff'rer  stood  !] 

3  Was  it  for  crimes — that  I  had  done — 
He  groan'd  upon  the  tree  ? — 

a  Amazing  pity !  grace  unknown  ! 

And  love  beyond  degree  ! 
e  4  Wei!  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 

And  shut  his  glories  in, 
When  God,  the  mighty  Maker,  dy'd 

For  man,  the  creature's  sin. 
e  5  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face — 

While  his  dear  cross  appears  ; 
d  Dissolve,  my  heart,  in  thankfulness, 

And  melt,  mine  eyes,  in  tears. 
— 6  But  drops  of  tears  can  ne'er  repay 

The  debt  of  love  I  owe  ; 


380 HYMN  10,  11.  Book  II 

o  Hero,  Lord,  1  give  myselfaway — 
—    'Tis  all  that  I  can  do. 

~HYMN  10.  CM.  Dorset  Canterbury.  [*] 

Parting  with  Carnal  Joys. 

1  IVTY  soul  forsakes  her  vain  delight, 
-LtJL  And  bids  t he  world  farewell; 

Base  as  the  dirt  beneath  my  feet, 
And  mischievous  as  hell. 

2  No  longer  will  I  ask  your  love, 
Nor  seek  your  friendship  more ; 

The  happiness  that  I  approve, 

Lies  not  within  your  power. 
o  3  There's  nothing  round  this  spacious  earth, 

That  suits  my  large  desire ; 
o  To  boundless  joy  and  solid  mirth 

My  nobler  thoughts  aspire  : 
o  4  (Where  pleasure  rolls  its  living  flood, 

From  sin  and  dross  refin'd  ; 
Still  springing  from  the  throne  of  God, 

And  fit  to  cheer  the  mind. 

g  5  Th'  Almighty  Ruler  of  the  sphere, 

The  glorious  and  the  great, 
Brings  his  own  All-sufficience  there. 

To  make  our  bliss  complete.) 
o  6  Had  I  the  pinions  of  a  dove, 

I'd  climb  the  heavenly  road ; 
o  There  sits  my  Saviour,  drest  in  love, 

And  there  my  smiling  God. 

HYMN  11.  L.  M.  Munich.  Carthage,  [b*] 

The  same. 

1  "  "  SEND  the  joys  of  earth  away; 
o  3-  Away,  ye  tempters  of  the  mind. 
— False  as  the  smooth  deceitful  sea, 

And  empty  as  the  whistling  wind. 
p  2  Your  streams  were  floating  me  along, 

Down  to  the  gulf  of  black  despair ; 

And, whilst  I  listen'd  to  your  song, 

Your  streams  had  e'en  convey'd  me  there. 
— 3  Lord,  1  adore  thy  matchless  grace, 

That  warn'd  me  of  that  dark  abyss ; 

That  drew  me  from  those  treach'rous  seas. 

And  bade  me  seek  superior  bliss. 


Book  II.  HYMN  12,  13. 381 

o  4  Now,  to  the  shining  realms  above 
I  stretch  my  hands,  and  glance  my  eyes  : 

u  Oh,  for  the  pinions  of  a  dove, 
To  bear  me  to  the  upper  skies  ! 

g  5  There,  from  the  bosom  of  my  God, 
Oceans  of  endless  pleasure  roll ; 
There  would  I  fix  my  last  abode, 
And  drown  the  sorrows  of  my  soul. 

HYMN  12.  C.  M.  Sunday.  Christmas.  [*] 

Christ  is  the  Substance  of  the  Levitical  Priesthood. 

1   r|iHE  true  Messiah  now  appears, 
J-    The  types  are  all  withdrawn  : 
o  So  fly  the  shadows  and  the  stars, 

Before  the  rising  dawn. 
I)  2  No  smoking  sweets,  nor  bleeding  lambs, 

Nor  kids,  nor  bullocks  slain ; 
Incense  and  spice,  of  costly  names, 

Would  all  be  burnt  in  vain. 
— 3  Aaron  must  lay  his  robes  away, 

His  mitre  and  his  vest, — 
e  When  God  himself  comes  down  to  be 

The  off 'ring  and  the  priest. 
— 4  He  took  our  mortal  flesh,  to  show 

The  wonders  of  his  love  ; 
e  For  us  he  paid  his  life  below, 

And  prays  for  us  above. 
5  Father,  he  cries,  forgive  their  sins, 

For  I  myself  have  dy'd  ; 
d  And  then — he  shows  his  open'd  veins, — 

And  pleads  his  wounded  side. 

HYMN  13.  L.  M.  Old  Hundred.  Blendon.  [*] 

The  Creation,  Preservation,  Dissolution,  and  Restoration  of  this 
World. 

1  CJING  t0  tne  Lord,  who  built  the  skies, 
£5  The  Lord,  who  rear'd  this  stately  frame : 

Let  all  the  nations  sound  his  praise, 
And  lands  unknown  repeat  his  name. 

2  He  form'd  the  seas,  and  form'd  the  hills, 
Made  ev'ry  drop  and  ev'ry  dust, 

Nature  and  time,  with  all  their  wheels, 
And  put  them  into  motion  first. 

3  Now,  from  his  high,  imperial  throne, 
He  looks  far  down  upon  the  spheres ; 


382 HYMN  14,  15.  Book  II 

o  He  hids  the  shinii  mil  on, 

Aiul  round  he  turns  the  hast}  years. 

e  4  Thus  shall  this  moving  engine  last, 
'Till  all  his  saints  are  gather'd  in: 

o  Then  for  the  trumpet's  dreadful  blast — 
To  shake  it  all  to  dust  again  ! 

g  5  Yet,  when  the  sound  shall  tear  the  skies, 
And  lightning  burn  the  globe  below, 

o  Saints,  you  may  lift  your  joyful  eyes  : 

o  There's  a  new  heaven  and  earth  for  you. 


HYMN  14.  S.  M.  Little  Marlboro9.  [*] 

The  Lord's  Dm/  :  or,  Delight  in  Ordinances. 

o  1  T^ELCOME—sweetdayofrest-- 

▼  ▼    That  saw  the  Lord  arise  ! 
Welcome  to  this  reviving  breast, 

And  these  rejoicing  eyes. 
— 2      The  King  himself  comes  near, 

And  feasts  his  saints  to-day ; 
e  Here  we  may  sit,  and  see  him  here, 

And  love,  and  praise,  and  pray. 
b  3      One  day,  amidst  the  place 

Where  my  dear  God  hath  been, 
Is  sweeter  than  ten  thousand  days 

Of  pleasurable  sin. 
— 4      My  willing  soul  would  stay 

In  such  a  frame  as  this, — 
o  And  sit,  and  sing  herself  away 

To  everlasting  bliss. 

HYMN  15.  L.  M.  Sicilian.  Gloucester.  [*] 

Enjoyment  of  Christ :  or,  Ddi^lit  in  Worship. 

1  j^i  AR  from  my  thoughts,  vain  world,  begone. 
-T     Let  my  religious  hours  alone  : 

Fain  would  my  eyes  my  Saviour  see  ; 

I  wait  a  visit,  Lord,  from  thee. 
o  2  My  heart  grows  warm  with  holy  fire, 

And  kindles  with  a  pure  desire : 

Come,  my  dear  Jesus,  from  above, 

And  feed  my  soul  with  heavenly  love. 
— 3  (The  trees  of  life  immortal  stand, 

In  beauteous  rows,  at  thy  right  hand ; 
b  And,  in  sweet  murmurs,  by  their  side, 

Rivers  of  bliss  perpetual  glide. 


Book  II.  HYMN  16,  17. 383 

o  4  Haste  then — but  with  a  smiling  face — 

And  spread  the  table  of  thy  grace ; 

Bring  down  a  taste  of  truth  divine, 

And  cheer  my  heart  with  sacred  wine.) 
b  5  Bless'd  Jesus,  what  delicious  fare ! 

How  sweet  thine  entertainments  are  ! 
— Never  did  angels  taste  above 

Redeeming  grace  and  dying  love. 
o  6  Hail,  great  Emmanuel,  all  divine  ! 

In  thee  thy  Father's  glories  shine  : 
— Thou  brightest,  sweetest,  fairest  One, 

That  eyes  have  seen,  or  angels  known. 

HYMN  16.  L.  M.  Oporto.  Nantwich.  [*] 

Part  the  Second. 

o  1  T    ORD,  what  a  heaven  of  saving  grace, 
JLi  Shines  through  the  beauties  of  thy  face— 

And  lights  our  passion  to  a  flame ! 

Lord,  how  we  love  thy  charming  name  ! 
e  2  When  I  can  say,  my  God  is  mine, 

When  I  can  feel  thy  glories  shine, — 
o  I  tread  the  world  beneath  my'feet, 

And  all  the  earth  calls  good  or  great. 
b  3  While  such  a  scene  of  sacred  joys 

Our  raptur'd  eyes  and  souls  employs ; 
— Here  we  could  sit,  and  gaze  away 

A  long,  an  everlasting  day. 
o  4  Well,  we  shall  quickly  pass  the  night, 

To  the  fair  coast  of  perfect  light ; 
— Then  shall  our  joyful  senses  rove 

O'er  the  dear  Object  of  our  love, 
o  5  [There  shall  we  drink  full  draughts  of  bliss. 

And  pluck  new  life  from  heavenly  trees ! 
— Yet  now  and  then,  dear  Lord,  bestow 

A  drop  of  heaven  on  worms  below. 

6  Send  comforts  down  from  thy  right  hand. 

While  we  pass  through  this  barren  land ; 

And  in  thy  temple  let  us  see 

A  glimpse  of  love — a  glimpse  of  thee.] 

HYMN  17.  CM.  Mitcham.  Arundel  [*] 

God's  Eternity. 

o  1  T>  ISE,  rise,  my  soul,  and  leave  the  ground, 
J-V  S tie tch  all  thy  thoughts  abroad, — 


884 HYMN  18. Book  II 

And  rouse  up  ev'ry  tuneful  sound, 

To  praise  t!r  eternal  God. 
g  2  Long  ere  the  lofty  skies  were  spread, 

Jehovah  iill'd  his  throne ; 
Or  Adam  form'd,  or  angels  made, 

Jehovah  liv'd  alone. 
— 3  His  boundless  years  can  ne'er  decrease, 

But  still  maintain  their  prime; 
e  Eternity's  his  dwelling  place, 

And  ever  is  his  time, 
o  4  While  like  a  tide  our  minutes  flow, 

The  present  and  the  past — 
a  He  fills  his  own  immortal  NOW, 

And  sees  our  ages  waste. 
— 5  The  sea  and  sky  must  perish  too, 

And  vast  destruction  come  ; 
p  The  creatures — look,  how  old  they  grow, — 

And  wait  their  fiery  doom  ! 
o  6  WTell,  let  the  sea  shrink  all  away, 

And  flame  melt  down  the  skies ; — 
g  My  God  shall  live  an  endless  day, 

When  old  creation  dies. 

HYMN  18.  L.  M.  Ncmtwich.  [*] 

The  Ministry  of  Angels. 

1  [XTIGH  on  a  hill  of  dazzling  light, 

-CI  The  King  of  glory  spreads  his  seat, 
And  troops  of  Angels,  stretch'd  for  flight, 
Stand  waiting  round  his  awful  feet. 

2  Go,  saith  the  Lord,  my  Gabriel,  go, 
Salute  the  Virgin's  fruitful  womb  ; 
Make  haste,  ye  cherubs,  down  below, 
Sing,  and  proclaim,  the  Saviour's  come ! 

3  Here,  a  bright  squadron  leaves  the  skies, 
And  thick  around  Elisha  stands  ; 

Anon  a  heavenly  soldier  flies, 

And  breaks  the  chains  from  Peter's  hands. 

4  Thy  winged  troops,  O  God  of  hosts, 
Wait  on  thy  wand'ring  church  below; 
Here  we  are  sailing  to  thy  coasts, 
Let  angels  be  our  convoy  too. 

5  Are  they  not  all  thy  servants,  Lord, 
At  thy  command  they  go  and  come; 


Book  II.  HYMN  19,  20. 385 

With  cheerful  haste,  obey  thy  word, 
And  guard  thy  children  to  their  home.] 

HYMN  19.  C.  M.  Plymouth.  Reading,  [b*] 

Our  Frail  Bodies,  and  God  our  Preserver. 

1  T    ET  others  boast  how  strong  they  be, 
J-^  Nor  death,  nor  danger  fear ; 

e  But  we'll  confess,  O  Lord,  to  thee, 

What  feeble  things  we  are. 
o  2  Fresh  as  the  grass  our  bodies  stand, 

And  flourish  bright  and  gay ; 
e  A  blasting  wind  sweeps  o'er  the  land, 

And  fades  the  grass  away. 
e  3  Our  life  contains  a  thousand  springs, 

And  dies,  if  one  be  gone  ; 
Strange  !  that  a  harp  of  thousand  strings 

Should  keep  in  tune  so  long. 
— 4  But  'tis  our  God  supports  our  frame, — 

The  God  who  built  us  first ; 
o  Salvation  to  th'  Almighty  Name, 

That  rear'd  us  from  the  dust.  [brains, 

d  5  [He   spoke :    and   straight  our  hearts   and 

In  all  their  motions  rose ; 
Let  blood,  said  he,  flow  round  the  veins ! 

And  round  the  veins  it  flows. 
6  While  we  have  breath  to  use  our  tongues, 

Our  Maker  we'll  adore ; 
His  spirit  moves  our  heaving  lungs, 

Or  they  would  breathe  no  more.] 

HYMN  20.  C.  M.  Wantage.  Bangor,  [b] 

Backslidings  and  Returns. 

o  1  "V7|7~HY  is  my  heart  so  far  from  thee, 
▼  ▼     My  God,  my  chief  delight  ? 
Why  are  my  thoughts  no  more,  by  day, 
With  thee,  no  more  by  night  ? 

2  [Why  should  my  foolish  passions  rove  ? 
Where  can  such  sweetness  be, 

As  I  have  tasted  in  thy  love, 
As  I  have  found  in  thee  ?] 
— 3  When  my  forgetful  soul  renews 
The  savour  of  thy  grace, 
My  heart  presumes  I  cannot  lose 
The  relish,  all  my  days. 
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386 HYMN  21. Book  U. 

e  4  But,  ere  one  fleeting  hour  is  past, 
The  flatt'ring  world  employs 
Some  sensual  bait,  to  seize  my  taste, 
Aud  to  pollute  my  jo\ 
— 5  Trifles  of  nature,  or  of  art, 
With  (air  deceitful  charms, 
Intrude  into  my  thoughtless  heart, 
And  thrust  me  from  thy  arms. 
e  6  Then  J  repent,  and  vex  my  soul, 
That  I  should  leave  thee  so : 
Where  will  these  wild  affections  roll, 

That  let  a  Saviour  go  ? 
7  [Sin's  promis'd  joys  are  turn'd  to  pain, 
And  1  am  drown'd  in  grief; 
— But  my  dear  Lord  returns  again, 

He  Hies  to  my  relief: 
o  8  Seizing  my  soul  with  sweet  surprise, 

He  draws  with  loving  bands, — 
e  Divine  compassion  in  his  eyes, 

And  pardon  in  his  hands.] 
p  9  Wretch  that  I  am,  to  wander  thus, 

In  chase  of  false  delight ! 
— Let  me  be  fasten'd  to  thy  cross, 
Rather  than  lose  thy  sight. 
10  [Make  haste,  my  days,  to  reach  the  goal, 

And  bring  my  heart  to  rest 
On  the  dear  centre  of  my  soul, 
My  God,  my  Saviour's  breast. 

HYMN  21.  L.  M.  Dresden.  [*] 

A  Song  of  Praise  to  God  the  Redeemer. 

1  [T    ET  the  old  heathens  tune  their  song 

J-^   Of  great  Diana  and  of  Jove  ; 
But  the  sweet  theme  that  moves  my  tongue. 
Is  my  Redeemer  and  his  love. 

e  2  Behold  a  God  descends  and  dies, 
To  save  my  soul  from  gaping  hell : 
How  the  black  gulf  where  Satan  lies, 
Yawn'd  to  receive  me  when  I  fell ! 

e  3  How  justice  frown'd,  and  vengeance  stood, 
To  drive  me  down  to  endless  pain ! 
But  the  great  Son  propos'd  his  blood, 
And  heavenly  wrath  grew  mild  again. 


Book  II.  HYMN  22,  23. 387 

o  4  Infinite  Lover,  gracious  Lord, 
To  thee  be  endless  honours  given ; 

g  Thy  wondrous  name  shall  be  ador'd, 
Round  the  wide  earth,  and  wider  heaven.] 

HYMN  22.  L.  M.  Psalm  97.  [*] 

With  God  is  terrible  Majesty. 

1  [mERRIBLE  God,  who  reign'st  on  high, 

JL    How  awful  is  thy  thund'ring  hand  ! 
Thy  fiery  bolts  how  fierce  they  fly ! 
Nor  can  all  earth  or  hell  withstand. 

2  This  the  old  rebel  angels  knew, 
And  Satan  fell  beneath  thy  frown : 
Thine  arrows  struck  the  traitor  through, 
And  weighty  vengeance  sunk  him  down. 

3  This  Sodom  felt,  and  feels  it  still, 
And  roars  beneath  th'  eternal  load  : 
With  endless  burnings  who  can  dwell ! 
Or  bear  the  fury  of  a  God  ! 

4  Tremble  ye  sinners,  and  submit ; 
Throw  down  your  arms  before  his  throne  : 
Bend  your  heads  low  beneath  his  feet, 

Or  his  strong  hand  shall  crush  you  down. 

5  And  ye,  bless'd  saints,  who  love  him  too, 
With  rev'rence  bow  before  his  Name ; 
Thus  all  the  heavenly  servants  do  : 

God  is  a  bright  and  burning  flame.] 

HYMN  23.  L.  M.  Nantwich.  Green's.  [*] 

The  Sight  of  God  and  Christ  hi  Heaven. 

1  "  |~\  E SC END  from  heaven,  immortal  Dove, 
JL^  Stoop  down,  and  take  us  on  thy  wings — 
o  And  mount,  and  bear  us  far  above 

The  reach  of  these  inferior  things  ; 
o  2  Beyond,  beyond  this  lower  sky, 

Up  where  eternal  ages  roll, — 

Where  solid  pleasures  never  die, 

And  fruits  immortal  feast  the  soul. 
6  3  0  for  a  sight,  a  pleasant  sight — 

Of  our  Almighty  Father's  throne  ! 

There  sits  our  Saviour,  crown'd  with  light, 

Cloth'd  in  a  body  like  our  own. 
g  4  Adoring  saints  around  him  stand, 

And  thrones  and  powers  before  him  fall  ; 


388 HYMN  U.  Book  II. 

The  God  shines  gracious  through  the  man, 
And  sheds  sweet  glories  on  them  all. 

o  5  Oh,  what  amazing  joys  the}  feel, 
A\  hile  to  their  golden  harps  they  sing ! 
And  sit  on  ev'rj  heavenly  hill, 
And  spread  the  triumphs  of  their  King! 

e  6  When  shall  the  day,  dear  Lord,  appear, 
That  I  shall  mount  to  dwell  above ; 
And  stand  and  bow  amongst  them  there, 
And  view  thy  face,  and  sing  thy  love  ? 

HYMN  24.  L.  M.  Psalm  91th.  Blendon.  [*] 

The  Evil  of  Sin  ; — Fall  of  .Inge Is  and  Mt  n. 

1  X\THEN  the  great  Builder  arch'd  the  skies, 

▼  ▼     And  form'd  all  nature  with  a  word, 
The  joyful  cherubs  tun'd  his  praise, 
And  ev'ry  bending  throne  ador'd. 

2  High  in  the  midst  of  all  the  throng, 
Satan,  a  tall  archangel,  sat ; 
Among  the  morning  stars  he  sung, 
Till  sin  destroy'd  his  heavenly  state. 

3  'Twas  sin  that  hurl'd  him  from  his  throne  ; 
Grov'ling  in  fire  the  rebel  lies : 

d  How  art  thou  sunk  in  darkness  down, 
Son  of  the  morning,  from  the  skies  ! 

4  And  thus  our  two  first  parents  stood, 
Till  sin  defil'd  the  happy  place ; 
They  lost  their  garden  and  their  God, 
And  ruin'd  all  their  unborn  race : 

5  [So  sprung  the  plague  from  Adam's  bower. 
And  spread  destruction  all  abroad  ; 

Sin, — the  curs'd  name — that,  in  one  hour, 

SpoiPd  six  days'  labour  of  a  God.] 
p  6  Tremble,  my  soul,  and  mourn  for  grief, 

That  such  a  foe  should  seize  thy  breast ! 
— Fly  to  thy  Lord  for  quick  relief; 

Oh !  may  he  slay  this  treacherous  guest. 
o  7  Then,  to  thy  throne,  victorious  King, 

Then,  to  thy  throne  our  shouts  shall  rise , 
o  Thine  everlasting  arm  we  sing, 

For  sin,  the  monster,  bleeds  and  dies. 


Book  11. HYMN  25,  26. 389 

HYMN  25.  C.  M.  Reading.  Plymouth,  [b] 

Complaining  of  Spiritual  Sloth. 

1  "IVTY  drowsy  powers,  why  sleep  ye  so ! 
Jltjl  Awake,  my  sluggish  soul ! 

Nothing  has  half  thy  work  to  do, 
Yet  nothing's  half  so  dull. 

2  The  little  ants  for  one  poor  grain 
Labour,  and  tug,  and  strive  : 

e  Yet  we,  who  have  a  heaven  t'  obtain, 

How  negligent  we  live  ! 
— 3  We,  for  whose  sake  all  nature  stands, 
And  stars  their  courses  move, — 
We,  for  whose  guard  the  angel  bands 

Come  flying  from  above  ; — 
4  We,  for  whom  God  the  Son  came  down, 
And  labour'd  for  our  good  : — 
e  How  careless  to  secure  that  crown, 

He  purchas'd  with  his  blood  ! 
e  5  Lord,  shall  we  lie  so  sluggish  still, 

And  never  act  our  parts  ! 
■ — Come,  Holy  Dove,  from  th'  heavenly  hill, 

And  sit  and  warm  our  hearts. 
o  6  Then  shall  our  active  spirits  move  ; 
Upward  our  souls  shall  rise  : 
With  hands  of  faith,  and  wings  of  love, 

We'll  fly,  and  take  the  prize. 

HYMN  26.  L.  M.  Wells.  [*] 

God  Invisible. 

1  [T    ORD,  we  are  blind,  poor  mortals  blind ; 

-Li  We  can't  behold  thy  bright  abode ; 
Oh !  'tis  beyond  a  creature  mind, 
To  glance  a  thought  half  way  to  God. 

2  Infinite  leagues  beyond  the  sky, 
The  great  Eternal  reigns  alone ; 
Where  neither  wings  nor  souls  can  fly, 
Nor  angels  climb  the  topless  throne. 

3  The  Lord  of  glory  builds  his  seat 
Of  gems  insufferably  bright ; 

And  lays,  beneath  his  sacred  feet, 
Substantial  beams  of  gloomy  night. 

4  Yet,  glorious  Lord,  thy  gracious  eyes 
Look  through,  and  cheer  us  from  above : 
Beyond  our  praise  thy  grandeur  flies  ; 
Yet  we  adore,  and  vet  we  love.] 

33  « 


390 HYMN  27,  28.  Book  II. 

HYMN  21.  L.  M.  Blcndon.  [*] 

Praise  y<  Him,  all  hi.<  Angi  Is.     Pa   cxlviii,  :2. 

a  1    /^  OD,  the  eternal,  awful  name, 

vT  That  the  whole  heat  cnly  army  fears ! 

That  shakes  the  wide  creation's  frame, 

And  Satan  trembles  when  he  hears ! 
— 2  Like  flames  of  fire  his  servants  are, 

And  light  surrounds  his  dwelling  place; 
o  But,  O  ye  fiery  flames,  declare 

The  brighter  glories  of  his  face. 
e  3  ?Tis  not  for  such  poor  worms  as  we, 

To  speak  so  infinite  a  thing  ; 
— But  your  immortal  eyes  survey 

The  beauties  of  your  sovereign  King. 
o  4  Tell  how  he  shows  his  smiling  face, 

And  clothes  all  heaven  in  bright  array  : 

Triumph  and  joy  run  through  the  place, 

And  songs  eternal  as  the  day. 
o  5  Speak — for  you  feel  his  burning  love, — 

AY  hat  zeal  it  spreads  through  all  your  frame ; 
e  That  sacred  fire  dwells  all  above, 

For  we  on  earth  have  lost  the  name. 
— 6  [Sing  of  his  power,  and  justice  too, 

That  infinite  right  hand  of  his, 

That  vanquished  Satan  and  his  crew  : 
o  And  thunder  drove  them  down  from  bliss. 
d  7  What  mighty  storms  of  poison'd  darts 

Were  hurl'd  upon  the  rebels  there  ! 

What  deadly  jav'lins  nail'd  their  hearts 

Fast  to  the  racks  of  long  despair. 
o  8  Shout  to  your  King,  ye  heavenly  host, 

You  that  beheld  the  sinking  foe  : 

Firmly  ye  stood,  when  they  were  lost ,* 
o  Praise  the  rich  grace  that  kept  you  so.] 
u  9  Proclaim  his  wonders  from  the  skies; 

Let  ev'ry  distant  nation  hear : 
— And,  while  you  sound  his  lofty  praise, 
e  Let  hfunble  mortals  bow,  and  fear ! 

HYMN  28.  C.  M.   Windsor.  [*] 

Death  and  Eternity. 

e   1    CJTOOP  down,  my  thoughts,  that  used  to 
^5   Converse  a  while  with  death  ;       [rise  ; 

e  Think  how  a  gasping  mortal  lies, — 
And  pants  away  his  breath. 


Book  II.  HYMN  29,  30. 391 

p  2  His  quiv'ring  lip  hangs  feebly  down, 

His  pulse  is  faint  and  few  ; 
Then,  speechless,  with  a  doleful  groan, 

He  bids  the  world  adieu ! 
e  3  But  oh,  the  soul  that  never  dies ! 

At  once  it  leaves  the  clay ! 
— Ye  thoughts,  pursue  it  where  it  flies, 

And  track  its  wondrous  way. 
u  4  Up  to  the  courts  where  angels  dwell 

It  mounts,  triumphant  there  : — 
a  Or  devils  plunge  it  down  to  hell, 

In  infinite  despair. 
p  5  And  must  my  body  faint  and  die  ? 

And  must  this  soul  remove  ? 
Oh,  for  some  guardian  angel  nigh, 

To  bear  it  safe  above. 
— 6  Jesus,  to  thy  dear  faithful  hand 

My  naked  soul  I  trust ; 
e  And  my  flesh  waits  for  thy  command, 

To  drop  into  my  dust. 

HYMN  29.  C.  M.  Devizes.  [*] 

Redemption  by  Price  and  Power. 

1    TESUS,  with  all  thy  saints  above, 

*J    My  tongue  would  bear  her  part , 
o  Would  sound  aloud  thy  saving  love, 

And  sing  thy  bleeding  heart. 
-2  Bless'd  be  the  Lamb,  my  dearest  Lord, 

Who  bought  me  with  his  blood  ; 
e  And  quench'd  his  Father's  flaming  sword, 

In  his  own  vital  flood. 
o  3  The  Lamb,  that  freed  my  captive  soul 

From  Satan's  heavy  chains  ; 
o  And  sent  the  lion  down  to  howl, 

Where  hell  and  honour  reigns, 
s  4  All  glory  to  the  dying  Lamb, 

And  never-ceasing  praise  ! — 
While  angels  live,  to  know  his  name, 

Or  saints,  to  feel  his  grace. 

HYMN  30.  S.  M.  Newton.  Kibworth.  [*] 

Heavenly  Joy  on  Earth. 

1   f^  OME,  we  who  love  the  Lord, 
V^   And  let  our  joys  be  known ; 


392 HYMN  31.  Book  11. 

Join  in  a  song  of  sweet  accord, 

And  thus  surround  the  throne. 
2      [The  sorrows  of  the  mind 

Be  banish'd  from  the  place  ! 
Religion  never  was  designed 

To  make  our  pleasures  less.] 
e  3       Let  those  refuse  to  sing, 

Who  never  knew  our  God  ; 
o  But  far  rites  of  the  heavenly  King 

Should  speak  their  joys  abroad. 
— 4       [The  God  that  rules  on  high, 
And  thunders  when  he  please, 
That  rides  upon  the  stormy  sky, 
And  manages  the  seas, — 
e  5      This  awful  God  is  ours, — 
Our  Father  and  our  love ; 
o  He  will  send  down  his  heavenly  powers, 
To  carry  us  above. 

6  There  we  shall  see  his  face, 
And  never — never  sin  ; 

There,  from  the  rivers  of  his  grace, 
Drink  endless  pleasures  in. 

7  Yes,  and  before  we  rise 
To  that  immortal  state, 

The  thoughts  of  such  amazing  bliss 

Should  constant  joys  create.] 
— 8       The  men  of  grace  have  found 

Glory  begun  below  ; 
o  Celestial  fruits,  on  earthly  ground, 

From  faith  and  hope  may  grow. 
b  9       The  hill  of  Zion  yields 

A  thousand  sacred  sweets, 
Before  we  reach  die  heavenly  fields, 

Or  walk  the  golden  streets, 
o  10     Then  let  our  songs  abound, 

And  ev'ry  tear  be  dry ! 
o  We're  marching  through  Emmanuel's  ground, 

To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 

HYMN  31.  L.  M.  Sicilian,  [b] 

Christ's  Presence  makes  Death  easy. 

1  [W/^^IY  should  we  start,  and  fear  to  dief 
▼  ▼     What  tim'rous  worms  we  mortals  are ! 


Book  II.         "      HYMN  32,  33.        393 

Death  is  the  gate  of  endless  joy, 
And  yet  we  dread  to  enter  there. 

2  The  pains,  the  groans,  the  dying  strife, 
Fright  our  approaching  souls  away  ; 
Still  we  shrink  back  again  to  life, 

Fj^nd  of  our  prison  and  our  clay. 

3  Oh !  if  my  Lord  would  come  and  meet, 
My  soul  should  stretch  her  wings  in  haste ; 
Fly  fearless  through  death's  iron  gate, 
Nor  feel  the  terrours  as  she  pass'd. 

4  Jesus  can  make  a  dying  bed 
Feel  soft  as  downy  pillows  are ; 
While  on  his  breast  I  lean  my  head, 
And  breathe  my  life  out  sweetly  there.] 


HYMN  32.  C.  M.  China,  [b] 

Frailty  and  Folly. 

e   1  TTOW  short  and  hasty  is  our  life  ! 

J-JL  How  vast  our  soul's  affairs ! 
e  Yet  senselessly  vain  mortals  strive — 

To  lavish  out  their  years. 
— 2  Our  days  run  thoughtlessly  along, 

Without  a  moment's  stay ; 
Just  like  a  story,  or  a  song, 

We  pass  our  lives  away. 
3  God,  from  on  high,  invites  us  home  ; 

But  we  march  heedless  on ; 
And,  ever  hast'ning  to  the  tomb, 

Stoop  downwards  as  we  run. 
a  4  How  we  deserve  the  deepest  hell, 

Who  slight  the  joys  above  ! 
What  chains  of  vengeance  should  we  feel, 

Who  break  such  cords  of  love ! 
— 5  Draw  us,  O  God,  with  sovereign  grace 

And  lift  our  thoughts  on  high ; 
o  That  we  may  end  this  mortal  race, 

And  see  salvation  nigh. 

HYMN  33.  C.  M.  Arundel  St.  Asaph's.  [*] 

The  blessed  Society  in  Heaven. 

o  1  X>  AISE  thee,  my  soul,  fly  up,  and  run 

XV  Through  ev'ry  heavenly  street ; 
And  say,  there's  nought  below  the  sun, 
That's  worthy  of  thy  feet. 


394  HYMN  34.  Book  II. 


I 


2  [Tims  will  we  mount  on  sacred  wings, 

And  tread  the  courts  above  : 
Nor  earth,  nor  all  her  mightiest  things, 

Shall  tempt  our  meanest  love.] 
g  3  There,  on  a  high  majestic  throne, 

Th'  Almighty  Father  reigns! 
And  sheds  his  glorious  goodness  down, 

On  all  the  blissful  plains. 

4  Bright,  like  the  sun,  the  Saviour  sits, 
And  spreads  eternal  noon ! 

No  evenings  there,  nor  gloomy  nights, 
To  want  the  feeble  moon. 

5  Amidst  those  ever-shining  skies, 
Behold  the  Sacred  Dove ! 

While  banish'd  sin,  and  sorrow,  flies 
From  all  the  realms  of  love. 
o  6  The  glorious  tenants  of  the  place 
Stand  bending  round  the  throne  ; 
e  And  saints  and  seraphs  sing  and  praise 

The  infinite  Three-One. 
e  7  [But  oh,  what  beams  of  heavenly  grace 
Transport  them  all  the  while ! 
Ten  thousand  smiles  from  Jesus'  face, 
And  love  in  ev'ry  smile  !] 
e  8  Jesus,  and  when  shall  that  dear  day, 
That  joyful  hour  appear, — 
When  I  shall  leave  this  house  of  clay, 
To  dwell  amongst  them  there  ! 

HYMN  34.  C.  M.  Isle  of  Wight.  Zion.  [b*] 

Breathing  after  the  Holi/  Spirit. 

1   |^  OME,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 

V>   With  all  thy  quiek'ning  powers, — 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love 

In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 
e  2  Look,  how  we  grovel  here  below, 

Fond  of  these  trifling  toys  ! 
a  Our  souls  can  neither  fly  nor  go, 

To  reach  eternal  joys. 
e  3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  songs, 

In  vain  we  strive  to  rise ; 
a  Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongues. 

And  our  devotion  dies. 


Book  II.  HYMN  35,  36. 395 

p  4  Dear  Lord !  and  shall  we  ever  lie 

At  this  poor,  dying  rate  ? 
Our  love  so  faint,  so  cold  to  thee, 

And  thine  to  us  so  great  ? 
— 5  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quick'ning  powers, — 
o  Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 

And  that  shall  kindle  ours. 

HYMN  35.  C.  M.  Mear.  [*] 

Praise  for  Creation  and  Redemption. 

e  1  T    ET  them  neglect  thy  glory,  Lord, 

JLi  Who  never  knew  thy  grace  ; 
o  But  our  loud  song  shall  still  record 

The  wonders  of  thy  praise. 
o  2  We  raise  our  shouts,  O  God,  to  thee, 

And  send  them  to  thy  throne ; 
u  All  glory  to  the  united  THREE, 

The  undivided  ONE. 
— 3  'Twas  he  (and  we'll  adore  his  name) 

Who  form'd  us  by  a  word  ; 
'Tis  he  restores  our  ruin'd  frame : 
o      Salvation  to  the  Lord  ! 
s  4  Hosanna  ! — let  the  earth  and  skies 

Repeat  the  joyful  sound  ; 
Rocks,  hills,  and  vales  reflect  the  voice, 

In  one  eternal  round. 

HYMN  36.  S.  M.  Newton,  [*] 

Christ's  Intercession. 

o  1  XMTELL,  the  Redeemer's  gone, 
▼  ▼     T'  appear  before  our  God  ; 
To  sprinkle  o'er  the  flaming  throne, 

With  his  atoning  blood. 
2      No  fiery  vengeance  now, 

No  burning  wrath  comes  down  ; 
If  justice  calls  for  sinners'  blood, 
The  Saviour  shows  his  own. 
— 3      Before  his  Father's  eye 

Our  humble  suit  he  moves ; 
e  The  Father  lays  his  thunder  by, 

And  looks,  and  smiles,  and  lores. 


396 HYMN  37. Book  11. 

o  4      Now  may  our  joyful  tongues 

Our  Maker's  honours  sing  ; 
Jesus,  the  Priest,  receives  our  songs, 

And  bears  them  to  the  King. 
e  5       [We  bow  before  his  face, 
—        And  sound  his  glories  high  : 
Hosanna  to  the  God  of  grace, 

That  lays  his  thunder  by.] 
o  6       On  earth  thy  mercy  reigns, 

And  triumphs  all  above ; 
e  But,  Lord,  how  weak  our  mortal  strains, 

To  speak  immortal  love  ! 
7       [How  jarring  and  how  low 

Are  all  the  notes  we  sing ! 
— Sweet  Saviour,  tune  our  songs  anew, 

And  they  shall  please  the  King.] 

HYMN  37.  C.  M.  Sunday.  [*] 

The  same. 

1  [X    I  FT  up  your  eyes  to  th'  heavenly  seats 

J-J   Where  your  Redeemer  stays  : 
Kind  Intercessor,  there  he  sits, 
And  loves,  and  pleads,  and  prays. 

2  'Twas  well,  my  soul,  he  dy'd  for  thee, 
And  shed  his  vital  blood, — 

Appeas'd  stern  justice  on  the  tree, 
And  then  arose  to  God. 

3  Petitions  now  and  praise  may  rise, 
And  saints  their  ofPrings  bring : 

The  Priest,  with  his  own  sacrifice, 
Presents  them  to  the  King. 

4  (Let  papists  trust  what  names  they  please ; 
Their  saints  and  angels  boast  ; 

We've  no  such  advocates  as  these, 
Nor  pray  to  th'  heavenly  host.) 

5  Jesus  alone  shall  bear  my  cries 
Up  to  his  Father's  throne  : 

He,  dearest  Lord,  perfumes  my  sighs, 
And  sweetens  ev'ry  groan. 

6  Ten  thousand  praises  to  the  King; 
Hosanna  in  the  high'st : 

Ten  thousand  thanks  our  spirits  bring 
To  God,  and  to  his  Christ.] 


Book  II.  HYMN  38,  39,  40. 397 

HYMN  38.  C.  M.  York.  [*] 

Love  to  God. 

1  XXAPPY  the  heart  where  graces  reign, 

J- J-  Where  love  inspires  the  breast : 
Love  is  the  brightest  of  the  train, 

And  strengthens  all  the  rest. 
e  2  Knowledge,  alas !  'tis  all  in  vain, 

And  all  in  vain  our  fear  ; 
Our  stubborn  sins  will  fight  and  reign, 

If  love  be  absent  there, 
o  3  'Tis  love  that  makes  our  cheerful  feet 

In  swift  obedience  move ; 
e  The  devils  know,  and  tremble  too, — 

But  Satan  cannot  love. 
o  4  This  is  the  grace  that  lives,  and  sings, 

When  faith  and  hope  will  cease  ; 
'Tis  this  shall  strike  our  joyful  strings 

In  the  sweet  realms  of  bliss. 
5  Before  we  quite  forsake  our  clay, 

Or  leave  this  dark  abode, 
The  wings  of  love  bear  us  away, 

To  see  our  smiling  God. 

HYMN  39.  C.  M.  Canterbury,  [b]  " 

The  Shortness  and  Misery  of  Life. 

1  [/"\UR  days,  alas  !  our  mortal  days 
v>^   Are  short,  and  wretched  too : 
Evil  and  few  ^  the  patriarch  says, 
And  well  the  patriarch  knew.] 
e  2  'Tis  but  at  best  a  narrow  bound, 
That  heaven  allows  to  men, 
And  pains  and  sins  run  through  the  round 
Of  threescore  years  and  ten.  - 
o  3  Well,  if  ye  must  be  sad  and  few, 
Run  on  my  days  in  haste  ; 
Moments  of  sin,  and  months  of  wo, 
Ye  cannot  fly  too  fast. 
— 4  Let  heavenly  love  prepare  my  soul, 

And  call  her  to  the  skies, — 
o  Where  years  of  long  salvation  roll, 
And  glory  never  dies. 

HYMN  40.  C.  M.  Abridge.  [*] 

Comfort  in  the  Covenant  with  Christ. 

UR  God,  how  firm  his  promise  stands, 
E'en  when  he  hides  his  face ; 


898 HYMN  41,  42.  Book  II. 

He  trusts  in  our  Redeemer's  hands 

His  glory,  and  his  grace* 
e  2  Then  why,  my  soul,  these  sad  complaints, 

Since  Christ  and  we  arc  one  ? 
— Thy  God  is  faithful  to  his  saints — 

Is  faithful  to  his  Son. 
3  Beneath  his  smiles  my  heart  has  liv'd, 

And  part  of  heaven  possess'd  : 
o  I  praise  his  Name  for  mace  received, 

And  trust  him  for  the  rest. 

HYMN  41.  L.  M.  Castle-Street.  [*] 

jht  of  God  mortifies  us  to  the   World. 

1  [T  TP  to  the  fields  where  angels  lie, 

*J    And  living  waters  gently  roll, 
Fain  w7ould  my  thoughts  leap  out  and  fly, — 
But  sin  hangs  heavy  on  my  soul. 

2  Thy  wondrous  blood,  dear  dying  Christ, 
Can  make  this  world  of  guilt  remove  ; 
And  thou  canst  bear  me  where  thou  fly'st, 
On  thy  kind  wings,  celestial  Dove.] 

3  O  might  I  once  mount  up,  and  see 
The  glories  of  th'  eternal  skies, — 

What  little  things  these  worlds  would  be ! 
How  despicable  to  my  eyes ! 

4  Had  I  a  glance  of  thee,  my  God, 
Kingdoms  and  men  would  vanish  soon ; — 
Vanish,  as  though  I  saw  them  not ; 

As  a  dim  candle  dies  at  noon. 
d  5  Then  the\  might  light,  and  rage,  and  rave ; 
I  should  perceive  the  noise  no  more, 
Than  we  can  hear  a  shaking  leaf, 
AVhile  rattling  thunders  round  us  roar. 
6  Great  All  in  All,  eternal  King, 
Let  me  but  view  thy  lovely  face  ; — 
And  all  my  powers  shall  bow,  and  sing 
Thine  endless  grandeur,  and  thy  grace. 

HYMN  42.  C.  M.  Tunbridge.  [b] 

Delight  in  God. 

1  "lVTY  God,  what  endless  pleasures  dwell 
JLTA  Above,  at  thy  right  hand  ! 

Thy  courts  below,  how  amiable, 
Where  all  thy  scraces  stand! 


Book  II. HYMN  43. 399 

o  2  The  swallow  near  thy  temple  lies, 
And  chirps  a  cheerful  note  : 
The  lark  mounts  upward  tow'rd  the  skies, 
And  tunes  her  warbling  throat. 

3  And  we,  when  in  thy  presence,  Lord, 
We  shout  with  cheerful  tongues  : 

Or  sitting  round  our  Father's  board, 
We  crown  the  feast  with  songs. 

4  While  Jesus  shines  with  quick'ning  grace, 
We  sing,  and  mount  on  high ; 

But  if  a  frown  becloud  his  face, 
We  faint,  and  tire,  and  die. 

5  Just  as,  we  see  the  lonesome  dove 
Bemoan  her  widow'd  state  : 

Wand'ring  she  flies  thro'  all  the  grove, 
And  mourns  her  loving  mate  : 

6  Just  so  our  thoughts,  from  thing  to  thing, 
In  restless  circles  rove  ; 

Just  so  we  droop,  and  hang  the  wing, 
When  Jesus  hides  his  love.] 

HYMN  43.  L.  M.  Sheffields.  Leeds.  [*] 

Christ's  Sufferings  and  Gtory. 

o  1  IVTOW  for  a  tune  of  lofty  praise, 

-L^l    To  great  Jehovah's  equal  Son ! 
o  Awake,  my  voice,  in  heavenly  lays, 

Tell  the  loud  wonders  he  hath  done. 

2  Sing,  how  he  left  the  worlds  of  light, 

And  the  bright  robes  he  wore  above ; 
u  How  swift  and  joyful  was  the  flight, 

On  wings  of  everlasting  love. 
e  3  (Down  to  this  base,  this  sinful  earth, 

He  came,  to  raise  our  nature  high ; 
p  He  came,  t'  atone  almighty  wrath : — 

Jesus,  the  God,  was  born  to  die.) 
e  4  [Hell  and  its  lions  roar'd  around  ; 

His  precious  blood  the  monsters  spilt ; 

While  weighty  sorrows  press'd  him  down, 

Large  as  the  loads  of  all  our  guilt.] 
a  5  Deep  in  the  shades  of  gloomy  death, 

Th'  almighty,  captive  Pris'ner  lay  ; 
o  Th'  almighty  Captive  left  the  earth, 

And  rose  to  everlasting  day. 


400 HYMiNI  44,  45. Book  II 

o  6  Lift  up  your  eyes,  ye  sons  of  light, 

Up  to  this  throne  of  shining  mace  ; 
See  what  immortal  glories  sit — 
Round  the  sweet  beauties  of  his  face, 
g  7  Amongst  a  thousand  harps  and  songs, 
Jesus,  the  God,  exalted  reigns ; 
His  sacred  name  fills  all  their  tongues, 
And  echoes  through  the  heavenly  plains! 

HYMN  44.  L.  M.  PleyeVs.  [b] 

Hell :  or  the  Vengeance  of  God. 

1  ["YM/TTH  holy  fear,  and  humble  song, 

▼  ▼     The  dreadful  God  our  souls  adore ; 
Rev'rence  and  awe  become  the  tongue, 
That  speaks  the  terrours  of  his  power. 

2  Far  in  the  deep,  where  darkness  dwells, 
The  land  of  honour  and  despair, — 
Justice  has  built  a  dismal  hell, 

And  laid  her  stores  of  vengeance  there. 

3  (Eternal  plagues  and  heavy  chains, 
Tormenting  racks  and  fiery  coals, — 
And  darts,  t'  inflict  immortal  pains, 
Dy'd  in  the  blood  of  damned  souls. 

4  There  Satan,  the  first  sinner,  lies, 
And  roars,  and  bites  his  iron  bands ; 
In  vain  the  rebel  strives  to  rise, 

Crush'd  with  the  weight  of  both  thy  hands.) 

5  There  guilty  ghosts  of  Adam's  race 
Shriek  out,  and  howl  beneath  thy  rod : 
Once  they  could  scorn  a  Saviour's  grace, 
But  they  incens'd  a  dreadful  God. 

6  Tremble,  my  soul,  and  kiss  the  Son  : 
Sinner,  obey  thy  Saviour's  call ; 

Else  your  damnation  hastens  on. 

And  hell  gapes  wide  to  wait  your  fall.] 

HYMN  45.  L.  M.  Xanncich.  [*] 

God's  Condcsrt7K<io?i  to  our  Worship. 

1  KliHY  favours,  Lord,  surprise  our  souls: 
e        JL    Will  the  ETERNAL  dwell  with  us  ! 

What  canst  thou  find  beneath  the  poles, 

To  tempt  thy  chariot  downward  thus  ? 
— 2  Still  might  he  fill  his  starry  throne. 

And  please  his  ears  with  Gabriel's  songs ; 


Book  II.  HYMN  46,  47. 401 

But  heavenly  Majesty  comes  down, 
And  bows  to  hearken  to  our  tongues. 
e  3  Great  God !  what  poor  returns  we  pay, 
For  love  so  infinite  as  thine  : 
Words  are  but  air,  and  tongues  but  clay, 
But  thy  compassion's  all  divine. 

HYMN  46.  L.  M.   Weldon.  Portugal.  [*] 

God's  Condescension  to  Human  Affairs. 

1  TTTP  to  the  Lord,  who  reigns  on  high, 
vJ    And  views  the  nations  from  afar, 
o  Let  everlasting  praises  fly, 

And  tell  how  large  his  bounties  are. 
p  2  [He,  who  can  shake  the  worlds  he  made, 

Or  with  his  word,  or  with  his  rod, — 

His  goodness,  how  amazing  great ! 

And  what  a  condescending  God  !] 
e  3  God,  who  must  stoop  to  view  the  skies, 

And  bow  to  see  what  angels  do — 

Down  to  the  earth  he  casts  his  eyes, 

And  bends  his  footsteps  downward  too. 
—4  He  overrules  all  mortal  things, 

And  manages  our  mean  affairs  : 

On  humble  souls  the  King  of  kings 

Bestows  his  counsels,  and  his  cares. 
e  5  Our  sorrows  and  our  tears  we  pour 

Into  the  bosom  of  our  God  ; 

He  hears  us  in  the  mournful  hour, 

And  helps  to  bear  the  heavy  load. 
— 6  In  vain  might  lofty  princes  try 

Such  condescension  to  perform  ; 

For  worms  were  never  rais'd  so  high, 

Above  their  meanest  fellow-worm. 
o  7  Oh!  could  our  thankful  hearts  devise 

A  tribute  equal  to  thy  grace — 
o  To  the  third  heaven  our  songs  should  rise, 

And  teach  the  golden  harps  thy  praise. 

HYMN  47.  L.  M.  Green's.  Nantivich.  [*] 

Glory  and  Grace  in  the  Person  of  Christ. 

o  i   "fVTOW  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song! 

-i-^l    Aw7ake,  my  soul ;  awake,  my  tongue  ; 
Hosanna  to  th'  Eternal  Name, 
u  And  all  his  boundless  love  proclaim. 
34* 


402 HYMN  48. Book  II. 

b  2  See  where  it  shines  in  Jesus'  lace, 
The  brightest  image  of  his  grace; 

— God,  in  the  person  of  his  -Son, 

Has  all  his  mightiest  works  outdone. 
e  3  The  spacious  earth,  and  spreading  flood, 

Proclaim  the  wise,  the  powerful  God; 

And  thy  rich  glories,  from  afar, — 

Sparkle  in  ev'ry  rolling  star : — 
o  4  But  in  his  looks  a  glory  stands, 

The  noblest  labour  or  thine  hands : 

The  pleasing  lustre  of  his  eyes 

Outshines  the  wonders  of  the  skies. 
a  5  Grace  ! — 'tis  a  sweet,  a  charming  theme  ; 
— My  thoughts  rejoice  at  Jesus'  name  ! 
o  Ye  angels,  dwell  upon  the  sound  ; 
u  Ye  heav'ns,  reflect  it  to  the  ground ! 
— 6  Oh,  may  I  reach  the  happy  place, 

Where  he  unveils  his  lovely  face ! 
o  Where  all  his  beauties  you  behold  ; 

And  sing  his  name  to  harps  of  £old. 

HYMN  48.  C.  M.  Reading,  [b] 

Lore  to  the  Creatures  dangerous. 

1  TJOW  vain  are  all  things  here  below, 
AjL  How  false,  and  yet  how  fair  ! 

Each  pleasure  hath  its  poison  too, 
And  ev'ry  sweet  a  snare. 

2  The  brightest  things  below  the  sky 
Give  but  a  flatt'ring  light : 

We  should  suspect  some  danger  nigh, 
Where  we  possess  delight. 

3  Our  dearest  joys,  and  nearest  friends, 
The  partners  of  our  blood — 

How  they  divide  our  wav'ring  minds, 
And  leave  but  half  for  God! 

4  The  fondness  of  a  creature's  love, 
How  strong  it  strikes  the  sense ! 

Thither  the  warm  affections  move, 

Nor  can  we  call  them  thence. 
o  5  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  beauties  be 

My  soul's  eternal  food  ; 
o  And  grace  command  my  heart  away 

From  all  created  sood. 


Book  II.  HYMN  49,  50. 403 

HYMN  49.  C.  M.  Hymn  2d.  [*] 

Moses  Dying  in  the  Embraces  of  God. 

1  [IP^EATH  cannot  make  our  Souls  afraid, 

JL^  If  God  be  with  us  there  ; 
We  may  walk  through  the  darkest  shade, 
And  never  yield  to  fear. 

2  I  could  renounce  my  all  below, 
If  my  Creator  bid  ; 

And  run,  if  I  were  call'd  to  go, 
And  die  as  Moses  did. 

3  Might  I  but  climb  to  Pisgah's  top, 
And  view  the  promised  land ; 

My  flesh  itself  would  long  to  drop, 
And  pray  for  the  command. 

4  Clasp'd  in  my  heavenly  Father's  arms, 
I  would  forget  my  breath  ; 

And  lose  my  life  among  the  charms 
Of  so  divine  a  death.] 

HYMN  50.  L.  M.  Sicilian,  [b*] 

Comforts  under  Sorrows  and  Fains. 

1  [TVTOW  let  the  Lord,  my  Saviour,  smile, 
±^    And  show  my  name  upon  his  heart ; 

1  would  forget  my  pains  awhile, 
And  in  the  pleasure  lose  the  smart. 

2  But  oh !  it  swells  my  sorrows  high, 
To  see  my  blessed  Jesus  frown ; 
My  spirits  sink,  my  comforts  die, 
And  all  the  springs  of  life  are  down. 

3  Yet,  why,  my  soul,  why  these  complaints  ? 
Still,  while  he  frowns,  his  bowels  move  : 
Still  on  his  heart  he  bears  his  saints, 

And  feels  their  sorrows,  and  his  love. 

4  My  name  is  printed  on  his  breast ; 
His  book  of  life  contains  my  name  ; 
I'd  rather  have  it  there  impress'd, 
Than  in  the  bright  records  of  fame. 

5  When  the  last  fire  burns  all  things  here, 
Those  letters  shall  securely  stand, 

And  in  the  Lamb's  fair  book  appear, 
Writ  by  th'  eternal  Father's  hand. 

6  Now  shall  mv  minutes  smoothly  run, 
Whilst  here  I  wait  my  Father's  will ; 
My  rising,  and  my  setting  sun, 

Roll  gently  up  and  down  the  hill.] 


404 HYMN  51,  53.  Book  II. 

HYMN  51.  L.  M.  Blendon.  [*] 

God  the  Sun  equal  iritk  the  Father. 

p  l  "O RIGHT  King  of  glory,  dreadful  God! 

JD  Our  spirits  how  before  thy  seat; — 
To  thee  we  lift  an  humble  thought, 
And  worship  at  thine  awful  feet. 
2  [Thy  power  hath  form'd,  thy  wisdom  sways, 
All  nature  with  a  sovereign  word  : 
And  the  bright  world  of  stars  obeys 
The  will  of  their  superiour  Lord. 

— 3  Mercy  and  truth  unite  in  one, 
And  smiling  sit  at  thy  right  hand ; 

g  Eternal  justice  guards  thy  throne, 
And  vengeance  waits  thy  dread  command.] 
4  A  thousand  seraphs,  strong  and  bright, 
Stand  round  the  glorious  Deity  : — 
But  who,  amongst  the  sons  of  light, 
Pretends  comparison  with  thee  ? 

o  5  Yet  there  is  one,  of  human  frame, 
Jesus,  array 'd  in  flesh  and  blood, 
Thinks  it  no  robbery  to  claim 
A  full  equality  with  God. 

— 6  Their  glory  shines  with  equal  beams  ; 
Their  essence  is  for  ever  one  ; 
Though  they  are  known  by  difT'rent  names, 
The  Father  God,  and  God  the  Son. 

o  7  Then  let  the  Name  of  Christ,  our  King, 
With  equal  honours  be  ador'd ; 
His  praise  let  every  angel  sing, 
And  all  the  nations  own  him  Lord. 

HYMN  52.  C.  M.  Bangor,  [b] 

Death  dreadful  or  delightful. 

1  ["T|EATH  !  'tis  a  melancholy  day 

JL^  To  those  who  have  no  God, — 
When  the  poor  soul  is  fore'd  away 
To  seek  her  last  abode. 

2  In  vain  to  heaven  she  lifts  her  eyes  : 
But  guilt,  a  heavy  chain, 

Still  drags  her  downward  from  the  skies, 
To  darkness,  fire,  and  pain. 

3  Awake,  and  mourn,  ye  heirs  of  hell, 
Let  stubborn  sinners  fear  , 


Book  11. HYMN  53. 405 

You  must  be  driven  from  earth  to  dwell 
A  long  forever  there  ! 

4  See  how  the  pit  gapes  wide  for  you, 
And  flashes  in  your  face  ; 

And  thou,  my  soul,  look  downward  too, 
And  sing  recov'ring  grace. 

5  He  is  a  God  of  sovereign  love, 
Who  promis'd  heaven  to  me  ; 

And  taught  my  soul  to  soar  above, 
Where  happy  spirits  be. 

6  Prepare  me,  Lord,  for  thy  right  hand ; 
Then  come  the  joyful  day  : 

Come,  death,  and  some  celestial  band, 
To  bear  my  soul  away.] 

HYMN  53.  CM.  Zion.  [b*] 

The  Pilgrimage  of  the  Saints. 

e  1  T    ORD,  what  a  wretched  land  is  this, 
JLi  That  yields  us  no  supply ; 
No  cheering  fruits,  no  wholesome  trees, 

Nor  streams  of  living  joy  ! 
2  But  pricking  thorns  through  all  the  ground, 

And  mortal  poisons  grow  ; 
And  all  the  rivers  that  are  found, 
With  dangerous  waters  flow. 
o  3  Yet  the  dear  path  to  thine  abode 
Lies  through  this  horrid  land  : 
Lord !  we  would  keep  the  heavenly  road, 

And  run  at  thy  command. 
4  [Our  souls  shall  tread  the  desert  through, 

With  undiverted  feet ; 
And  faith  and  flaming  zeal  subdue 
The  terrours  that  we  meet.] 
e  5  (A  thousand  savage  beasts  of  prey 

Around  the  forest  roam  ; 
o  But  Judah's  Lion  guards  the  way, 
And  guides  the  strangers  home.) 
e  6  Long  nights  and  darkness  dwell  below, 

With  scarce  a  twinkling  ray  ; 
o  But  the  bright  world,  to  which  wTe  go, 

Is  everlasting  day. 
— 7  By  glimm'ring  hopes,  and  gloomy  fears. 
We  trace  the  sacred  road  * 


406 HYMN  54. Book  II, 

Through  dismal  deeps,  and  dang'rous  snares, 
We  make  our  \\a\  to  God. 
e  8  Our  journey  is  a  thorny  maze, 
—    But  we  march  upwards  si  ill ; 

o  Forget  these  troubles  of  the  ways, 
And  reach  at  Zion's  hill. 

9  [See  the  kind  angels,  at  the  gates, 

Inviting  us  to  come  ; 
There  Jesus,  the  Forerunner,  waits 

To  welcome  trav'lers  home. 
— 10  There,  on  a  green  and  fiow'ry  mount, 

Our  weary  souls  shall  sit, — 
And,  with  transporting  joys,  recount 

The  labours  of  our  feet. 
11  No  vain  discourse  shall  fill  our  tongue, 

Nor  trifles  vex  our  ear ; 
Infinite  grace  shall  fill  our  song, 

And  God  rejoice  to  hear. 
o  12  Eternal  glories  to  the  King 

Who  brought  us  safely  through, 
Our  tongues  shall  never  cease  to  sing ; 

And  endless  praise  renew.] 

HYMN  54.  C.  M.  Arundel.  St.  Martin's.  [*] 

God's  Presence  is  Light  in  Darkness. 

1  IVTY  God,  the  spring  of  all  my  joys, 
-LT_L  The  life  of  my  delights ; 

The  glory  of  my  brightest  days, 
And  comfort  of  my  nights  : — 

2  In  darkest  shades,  if  he  appear. 
My  dawning  is  begun  ; 

o  He  is  my  sonFs  sweet  morning  star, 

And  he  my  rising  sun. 
b  3  The  op'ning  heavens  around  me  shine, 

With  beams  of  sacred  blis 
While  Jesus  shows  his  heart  id  mine, 

And  whispers  I  am  his. 
o  4  My  soul  would  leave  this  heavy  clay, 

At  that  transporting  word  ; 
u  Run  up  with  joy  the  shining  way, 

T'  embrace  my  dearest  Lord. 
o  5  Fearless  of  hell  and  ghastly  death, 

I'd  break  through  ev'ry  foe  ; 


Book  II. HYMN  55,  56. 407 

The  wings  of  love,  and  arms  of  faith, 

Shall  bear  me  conqu'ror  through. 

HYMN  55.  C.  M.  Bangor,  [b] 

Frail  Life,  and  Succeeding  Eternity. 

e   1   FTlHEE  we  adore,  Eternal  Name, 
J-    And  humbly  own  to  thee, 
How  feeble  is  our  mortal  frame, 

What  dying  worms  are  we  ! 
2  [Our  wasting  lives  grow  shorter  still, 

As  months  and  days  increase ; 
And  ev'ry  beating  pulse  we  tell 
Leaves  but  the  number  less.] 
— 3  (The  year  rolls  round,  and  steals  away 
The  breath  that  first  it  gave  ; 
Whatever  we  do,  where'er  we  be, 
We're  travelling  to  the  grave.) 
4  Dangers  stand  thick  through  all  the  ground, 

To  push  us  to  the  tomb  ; 
And  fierce  diseases  wait  around, 
To  hurry  mortals  home. 
p  5  Good  God  !  on  what  a  slender  thread 
Hang  everlasting  things ! 
Th'  eternal  state  of  all  the  dead, 
Upon  life's  feeble  strings. 
e  6  Infinite  joy,  or  endless  wo, 
Attends  on  ev'ry  breath  : 
And  yet  how  unconcern'd  we  go, 
Upon  the  brink  of  death  ! 
— 7  Waken,  O  Lord,  our  drowsy  sense, 
To  walk  this  dang'rous  road  ; 
And  if  our  souls  are  hurried  hence, 
May  they  be  found  with  God. 

HYMN  56.  C.  M.  Windsor,  [b] 

The  Misery  of  being  without  God. 

1  [TVrO?  1  snaU  envy  them  no  more, 

-L^l    Who  grow  profanely  great, 
Though  they  increase  their  golden  store, 
And  rise  to  wondrous  height. 

2  They  taste  of  all  the  joys  that  grow 
Upon  the  earthly  clod  ! 

Well,  they  may  search  the  creature  through, 
For  they  have  ne'er  a  God — 

3  Shake  off  the  thoughts  of  dying  too, 
And  think  vour  life  your  own  * 


408        HYMN  57,  58.  Book  11. 

But  death  comes  bast'ning  on  to  you, 
To  mow  your  glory  down. 

4  Yes,  you  must  how  your  stately  head  ; 
Away  your  spirit  ilie.s  : — 

And  no  kind  angel  Dear  your  hed, 
To  hear  it  to  the  skies. 

5  Go,  now,  and  boast  of  all  your  stores, 
And  tell  how  bright  they  shine! 

Your  heaps  of  glitt'ring  dust  are  yours, 
And  my  Redeemer's  mine.] 

HYMN  57.  L.M.  Portugal  [*] 

The  l'li  a  suns  of  a  Hood  Conscience. 

1  ["I     ORD,  how  secure  and  hlest  are  they, 

-L*   Who  feel  the  joys  of  pardon'd  sin  ! 
Should  storms  of  w  rath  shake  earth  and  sea, 
Their  minds  have  heaven  and  peace  within. 

2  The  day  glides  swiftly  o'er  their  heads, 
Made  up  of  innocence  and  love  : 
And,  soft  and  silent  as  the  shades, 
Their  nightly  minutes  gently  move. 

3  (Quick  as  their  thoughts  their  joys  come  on, 
But  fly  not  half  so  fast  aw  ay  ; 
Their  souls  are  ever  bright  as  noon, 
And  calm  as  summer  evenings  be. 

4  How  oft  they  look  to  th'  heavenly  hills, 
Where  groves  of  living  pleasures  grow  ; 
And  longing  hopes,  and  cheerful  smiles, 
Sit  undisturbed  upon  their  brow.) 

5  They  scorn  to  seek  our  golden  toys ; 
But  spend  the  day,  and  share  the  night, 
In  numb'ring  o'er  the  richer  joys, 
That  heaven  prepares  for  their  delight. 

6  While  wretched  we,  like  worms  and  moles, 
Lie  grovelling  in  the  dust  below  : 
Almighty  grace,  renew  our  souls, 
And  we'll  aspire  to  glory  too.] 

HYMN  58.  C.  M.  Reading.  [b*J 

Shortness  of  Life,  and  Goodness  of  God. 

e  1  HPIME  !  what  an  empty  vapour  'tis! 
A    And  days,  how  swift  they  are  ! 
Swift  as  an  Indian  arrow  (lies. 
Or  like  a  shooting  star 


Book  II. HYMN  59. 409 

2  The  present  moments  just  appear, 
Then  slide  away  in  haste  ; 

That  we  can  never  say,  they're  here, 
But  only  say,  they're  past. 

3  [Our  life  is  ever  on  the  wing, 
And  death  is  ever  nigh  ; 

The  moment  when  our  lives  begin, 

We  all  begin  to  die.] 
— 4  Yet,  mighty  God !  our  fleeting  days 

Thy  lasting  favours  share  ; 
Yet,  with  the  bounties  of  thy  grace 

Thou  load'st  the  rolling  year. 
5  'Tis  sovereign  mercy  finds  us  food, 

And  we  are  cloth'd  with  love  ; 
While  grace  stands  pointing  out  the  road, 

That  leads  our  souls  above. 
o  6  His  goodness  runs  an  endless  round ; 

All  glory  to  the  Lord ! 
His  mercy  never  knows  a  bound ; 

And  be  his  name  ador'd ! 
7  [Thus  we  begin  the  lasting  song : 

And  when  we  close  our  eyes, 
Let  the  next  age  thy  praise  prolong, 

Till  time  and  nature  dies.] 

HYMN  59.  C.  M.  St.  Paul.  Hymn  2d.  [*] 

Paradise  on  Earth. 

1  f~^  LORY  to  God  who  walks  the  sky, 
vT  And  sends  his  blessings  through  ; 

Who  tells  his  saints  of  joys  on  high, 
And  gives  a  taste  below. 

2  [Glory  to  God,  who  stoops  his  throne, 
That  dust  and  worms  may  see't ; 

And  brings  a  glimpse  of  glory  down, 
Around  his  sacred  feet.] 

3  When  Christ,  with  all  his  graces  crown'd, 
Sheds  his  kind  beams  abroad  ; 

'Tis  a  young  heaven  on  earthly  ground, 
And  glory  in  the  bud. 
©  4  A  blooming  Paradise  of  joy 
In  this  wild  desert  springs ; 
And  ev'ry  sense  I  straight  employ 
On  sweet,  celestial  things. 
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410 HYMN  60. Book  II. 

5  [White  lilies  all  around  appear, 
And  each  his  glory  shows  : 

The  rose  of  Sharon  blossoms  here, 
The  fairest  flower  that  blows. 

6  Cheerful  I  feast  on  heavenly  fruit, 
And  bring  the  pleasures  down, — 

Pleasures  that  flow  hard  by  the  foot 
Of  the  eternal  throne.] 
e  7  But  ah  !  how  soon  my  joys  decay ! 
How  soon  my  sins  arise, 
And  snatch  the  heavenly  scene  away 
From  these  lamenting  eyes. 
e  8  When  shall  the  time,  dear  Jesus,  when, 
The  shining  day  appear. 
That  I  shall  leave  these  clouds  of  sin, 
And  guilt  and  darkness  here  ? 
o  9  Up  to  the  fields  above  the  skies, 

My  hasty  feet  would  go ; 
o  There  everlasting  flowers  arise, 
There  joys  unwith'ring  grow. 

HYMN  60.  L.  M.  Green's.  [*] 

The  Truth  of  God  the  Promiser. 

1  ~D RAISE,  everlasting  praise,  be  paid 
JL      To  him  who  earth's  foundation  laid  : 

Praise  to  the  God,  whose  strong  decrees 
Sway  the  creation  as  he  please. 

2  Praise  to  the  goodness  of  the  Lord, 
Who  rules  his  people  by  his  word ; 
And  there,  as  strong  as  his  decrees, 
He  sets  his  kindest  promises. 

3  (Firm  are  the  words  his  prophets  give, 
Sweet  words,  on  which  his  children  live ; 
Each  of  them  is  the  voice  of  God, 

Who  spoke,  and  spread  the  skies  abroad.) 
o  4  [Each  of  them  powerful  as  that  sound, 

That  bid  the  new-made  world  go  round ; 

And  stronger  than  the  solid  poles, 

On  which  the  wheel  of  nature  rolls.] 
e  5  Whence  then  should  doubts  and  fears  arise? 

Why  trickling  sorrows  drown  our  eyes  ? 
c  Slowly,  alas!  our  mind  receives 

The  comforts  that  our  Maker  gives. 


Book  II  HYMN  61,  62. 4U 

— 6  Oh,  for  a  strong,  a  lasting  faith, 
To  credit  what  the  Almighty  saith  ; — 
T'  embrace  the  message  of  his  Son, 
And  call  the  joys  of  heaven  our  own. 

g  7  Then  should  the  earth's  old  pillars  shake, 
And  all  the  wheels  of  nature  break; 
Our  steady  souls  shall  fear  no  more, 
Than  solid  rocks  when  billows  roar. 
8  [Our  everlasting  hopes  arise 
Above  the  ruinable  skies, — 
Where  the  eternal  Builder  reigns, 
And  his  own  courts  his  power  sustains.] 

HYMN  61.  C.  M.  Isle  of  Wight,  [b*] 

jj  Thought  of  Death  and  Glory. 

e  1  1VI"Y  soul,  come  meditate  the  day, 

-LtJL  And  think  how  near  it  stands, 
When  thou  must  quit  this  house  of  clay, 

And  fly  to  unknown  lands. 
p  2  (And  you,  mine  eyes,  look  down  and  view 

The  hollow  gaping  tomb ; 
This  gloomy  prison  waits  for  you, 

Whene'er  the  summons  come.) 
e  3  Oh !  could  we  die  with  those  who  die, 

And  place  us  in  their  stead  ; 
— Then  would  our  spirits  learn  to  fly, 

And  converse  with  the  dead. 

4  Then  should  we  see  the  saints  above, 
In  their  own  glorious  forms ; 

And  wonder  why  our  souls  should  love 
To  dwell  with  mortal  worms. 

5  [How  we  should  scorn  these  clothes  of  flesh, 
These  fetters,  and  this  load, — 

And  long  for  evening  to  undress, 

That  we  may  rest  with  God.] 
o  6  We  should  almost  forsake  our  clay, 

Before  the  summons  come  ; 
And  pray  and  wish  our  souls  away, 

To  their  eternal  home. 

HYMN  62.  C.  M.  [b]  ' 

God  the  Thunderer* 

1  [^ING  to  the  Lord,  ye  heavenly  hosts, 
^  And  thou,  O  earth,  adore ; 

•  Made  in  a  great,  sudden  storm  of  thunder,  Aug,  20,  1697. 


J 


412 HYMN  63,  64.  Book  II. 

Let  death  and  hell,  through  all  their  coasts, 
Stand  trembling  at  his  power. 

2  His  sounding  chariots  shake  the  sky; 
He  makes  the  clouds  his  throne ; 

There  all  his  stores  of  lightning  lie, 
Till  vengeance  darts  them  down. 

3  His  nostrils  breathe  out  fiery  streams  ; 
And,  from  his  awful  tongue, 

A  sovereign  voice  divides  the  flames, 
And  thunder  rolls  along. 
p  4  Think,  O  my  soul,  the  dreadful  day, 
When  this  incensed  God 
Shall  rend  the  sky,  and  burn  the  sea, 
And  fling  his  wrath  abroad  ! 

5  What  shall  the  wretch,  the  sinner  do  ? 
He  once  defy'd  the  Lord ! 

But  he  will  dread  the  Thund'rer  now, 
And  sink  beneath  his  word. 

6  Tempests  of  angry  fire  shall  roll, 
To  blast  the  rebel  worm, — 

And  beat  upon  his  naked  soul 
In  one  eternal  storm.] 

HYMN  63.  C.  M.  Bishopsgate.  [*] 
A  Funeral  Thought. 

e   1  XT  ARK !  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  sound ! 

JlX  Mine  ears  attend  the  cry — 
d  '  Ye  living  men,  come  view  the  ground, 

1  Where  you  must  shortly  lie. 
2  '  Princes,  this  clay  must  be  your  bed, 

1  In  spite  of  all  your  towers ; 
'  The  tall,  the  wise,  the  rev'rend  head, 

1  Must  lie  as  low  as  ours.' 
p  3  Great  God  !  is  this  our  certain  doom  ? 

And  are  we  still  secure  ! 
Still  walking  downwards  to  our  tomb, 

And  yet  prepare  no  more  ! 
— 4  Grant  us  the  powers  of  quick'ning  grace, 

To  fit  our  souls  to  fly ; 
o  Then,  when  we  drop  this  dying  flesh, 

We'll  rise  above  the  sky. 

~HYMN  64.  L.  M.  Green's.  All  Saints.  [*] 

God.  the  Glorij  and  Defence  of  Zion. 

1    TXAPPY  the  church,  thou  sacred  place, 
AX  The  seat  of  thy  Creator's  grace  ; 


Book  II.  HYMN  65,  66. 413 

Thy  holy  courts  are  his  abode, 

Thou  earthly  palace  of  our  God. 

2  Thy  walls  are  strength,  and  at  thy  gates 

A  guard  of  heavenly  warriors  waits ; 
g  Nor  shall  thy  deep  foundations  move, — 

Fix'd  on  his  counsels  and  his  love. 
o  3  Thy  foes  in  vain  designs  engage  ; 

Against  his  throne  in  vain  they  rage ; 

Like  rising  waves,  with  angry  roar 

That  dash,  and  die  upon  the  shore. 
o  4  Then  let  our  souls  in  Zion  dwell,  j. 

Nor  fear  the  wrath  of  Rome  and  hell :    C-^7^ 

His  arms  embrace  this  happy  ground, 

Like  brazen  bulwarks  built  around, 
s  5  God  is  our  shield,  and  God  our  sun ; 

Swift  as  the  fleeting  moments  run, 

On  us  he  sheds  new  beams  of  grace : 

And  we  reflect  his  brightest  praise. 

HYMN  65.  C.  M.  Canterbury.  [*] 

Hope  of  Heaven  our  Support  on  Earth. 

1  "V1/"HEN  I  can  read  my  title  clear 
▼  ▼     To  mansions  in  the  skies, 

1  bid  farewell  to  ev'ry  fear,      v 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 

2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage, 
And  hellish  darts  be  hurPd ; 

Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage, 
And  face  a  frowning  world. 

3  Let  cares  like  a  wild  deluge  come, 
And  storms  of  sorrow  fall ; 

May  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 
My  God,  my  heaven,  my  all : — 

4  There  shall  I  bathe  my  weary  soul 
In  seas  of  heavenly  rest ; 

And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
Across  my  peaceful  breast. 

HYMN  66.  C.  M.  Sunday.  [*] 

A  Prospect  of  Heaven  makes  Death  easy. 

1   rTl  HERE  is  aland  of  pure  delight, 

JL    Where  saints  immortal  reign  ; 
Infinite  day  excludes  the  night, 
And  pleasures  banish  pain. 
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4U HYMN  67. Book  II. 

o  2  There  everlasting  spring  abides, 

And  ne\  er-with'ring  flowers : 
e  Death,  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides 

This  heavenly  land  from  ours. 
b  3  (Sweet  fields,  beyond  the  swelling  flood, 

Stand  dress'd  in  living  green  ; 
— So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood, 

While  Jordan  roll'd  between, 
p  4  But  tim'rous  mortals  start  and  shrink, 

To  cross  this  narrow  sea  ; 
And  linger,  shiv'ring  on  the  brink, 

And  fear  to  launch  away.) 
— 5  Oh !  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove, 

Those  gloomy  doubts  that  rise, 
And  see  the  Canaan  that  we  love, 

With  unbeelouded  eyes  ! — 
6  Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood, 

And  view  the  landscape  o'er — 
o  Not  Jordan's  stream,  nor  death's  cold  flood, 

Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. 

HYMN  67.  C.  M.  Arundel.  [*] 

God's  eternal  Dominion. 

e  1    (^  RE  AT  God  !  how  infinite  art  thou  ! 
e       ^J  What  worthless  worms  are  we ! 
g  Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  bow, 

And  pay  their  praise  to  thee. 
2  Thy  throne  eternal  ages  stood, 

Ere  seas  or  stars  were  made  : 
a  Thou  art  the  ever-living  God, 

Were  all  the  nations  dead. 
— 3  Nature  and  time  quite  naked  lie, 

To  thine  immense  survey, — 
From  the  formation  of  the  sky, 

To  the  great,  burning  day. 
g  4  Eternity,  with  all  its  years, 

Stands  present  in  thy  view ; 
To  thee  there's  nothing  old  appears— 

Great  God !  there's  nothing  new. 
e  5  Our  lives  through  various  scenes  are  drawn, 

And  vex'd  with  trifling  cares  ; 
g  While  thine  eternal  thoughts  move  on 

Thine  undisturb'd  affairs. 


book  11. HYMN  68,  69. 415 

a  6  Great  God  !  how  infinite  art  thou  ! 
a      What  worthless  worms  are  we ! 
g  Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  bow, 
And  pay  their  praise  to  thee  ! 

HYMN  68.  C.  M.  Barby.  St.  Ann's.  [*] 

The  humble  Worship  of  God. 

1  TH1 ATHER,  I  long,  I  faint,  to  see 
Jl     The  place  of  thine  abode  ; 
o  I'd  leave  the  earthly  courts,  and  flee 

Up  to  thy  seat,  my  God ! 
— 2  Here  I  behold  thy  distant  face, 

And  'tis  a  pleasant  sight ; 
o  But,  to  abide  in  thine  embrace 

Is  infinite  delight. 
—3  I'd  part  with  all  the  joys  of  sense, 
To  gaze  upon  thy  throne  ; 
Pleasure  springs  fresh  for  ever  thence, 
Unspeakable,  unknown. 
o  4  There  all  the  heavenly  hosts  are  seen ; 
In  shining  ranks  they  move  ; 
And  drink  immortal  vigour  in, 
With  wonder  and  with  love. 
p  5  Then  at  thy  feet,  with  awful  fear, 
Th'  adoring  armies  fall : 
With  joy  they  shrink  to  nothing  there, 

Before  th'  eternal  ALL. 
6  [There  would  I  vie  with  all  the  host, 

In  duty  and  in  bliss  : 
While  less  than  nothing — I  could  boast, 
And  vanity — confess.] 
— 7  The  more  thy  glories  strike  mine  eyes, 
The  humbler  I  shall  lie ; 
Thus,  while  I  sink,  my  joys  shall  rise 
Unmeasurably  high. 

HYMN  69.  C.  M.  Christmas.  [*] 

The  Faithfulness  of  God  in  the  Promises. 

o  1  [T>  EGIN,  my  tongue,  some  heavenly  theme, 
J3   And  speak  some  boundless  thing, — 

g  The  mighty  works,  or  mightier  Name — 
Of  our  eternal  King. 

— 2  Tell  of  his  wondrous  faithfulness, 

o       And  sound  his  power  abroad  ; 


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416 HYMN  70. Book  II, 

e  Sing  the  sweet  promise  of  his  grace, 

And  the  performing  God. 
o  3  Proclaim — Sid  ration  from  the  Lord, 
e      For  wretched^  dying  men ; 
— His  hand  lias  writ  the  sacred  word, 

With  an  immortal  pen. 
g  4  Engrav'd,  as  in  eternal  brass, 

The  mighty  promise  shines  ; 
Nor  can  the  powers  of  darkness  raze 

Those  everlasting  lines. 
e  5  He  who  can  dash  whole  worlds  to  death, 

And  make  them  when  he  please! — 
o  He  speaks, — and  that  almighty  breath 

Fulfils  his  great  decrees. 
6  (His  very  word  of  grace  is  strong, 

As  that  which  built  the  skies ; 
The  voice  that  rolls  the  stars  along 

Speaks  all  the  promises. 
d  7  He  said,  Let  the  wide  heaven  be  spread. 

And  heaven  was  stretch'd  abroad  ; 
Abraham,  PU  be  thy  God,  he  said, 

And  he  was  Abrctarrfs  God.) 
e  8  Oh,  might  I  hear  thy  heavenly  tongue 

But  whisper,  Thou  art  mine  ! 
— Those  gentle  words  should  raise  my  song 

To  notes  almost  divine, 
o  9  How  would  my  leaping  heart  rejoice, 

And  think  my  heaven  secure ! 
o  I  trust  the  all-creating  voice, 

And  faith  desires  no  more.] 

HYMN  70.  L.  M.  [*] 

God's  Dominion  over  the  Sea.     Ps.  cvii,  23,  &c. 

1  [/^  OD  of  the  seas,  thy  thund'ring  voice 

vJ  Makes  all  the  roaring  waves  rejoice ! 
And  one  soft  word  of  thy  command 
Can  sink  them  silent  in  the  sand. 

2  If  but  a  Moses  waves  his  rod, 
The  sea  divides,  and  owns  its  God  ; 
The  stormy  floods  their  Maker  knew, 
And  let  his  chosen  armies  through. 

3  The  scaly  shoals  amidst  the  sea 
To  thee,  their  Lord,  a  tribute  pav  * 


Book  II. HYMN  71. 417 

The  meanest  fish  that  swims  the  flood, 
Leaps  up,  and  means  a  praise  to  God. 

4  The  larger  monsters  of  the  deep 
On  thy  commands  attendance  keep ; 
By  thy  permission,  sport  and  play, 
And  cleave  along  their  foaming  way. 

5  If  God  his  voice  of  tempest  rears, 
Leviathan  lies  still,  and  fears : 
Anon,  he  lifts  his  nostrils  high, 
And  spouts  the  ocean  to  the  sky. 

6  How  is  thy  glorious  power  ador'd, 
Amidst  these  wat'ry  nations,  Lord  ; 
Yet  the  bold  men  that  trace  the  seas, — 
Bold  men  refuse  their  Maker's  praise. 

7  What  scenes  of  miracles  they  see, 
And  never  tune  a  song  to  thee ! 
While  on  the  flood  they  safely  ride, 

They  curse  the  hand  that  smooths  the  tide ! 

8  Anon  they  plunge  in  wat'ry  graves, 
And  some  drink  death  among  the  waves : 
Yet  the  surviving  crew  blaspheme, 

Nor  own  the  God  that  rescu'd  them ! 

9  Oh,  for  some  signal  of  thine  hand  ! 
Shake  all  the  seas,  Lord,  shake  the  land : 
Great  Judge  !  descend,  lest  men  deny 
That  there's  a  God  that  rules  the  sky.] 

From  the  10th  to  the  lOSth  Hymn,  I  hope  the  reader  uritt 
forgive  the  neglect  of  rhyme,  in  the  first  and  third  lines  of 
tlie  Stanza. 


HYMN  71.  C.  M.  Devizes.  [*] 

Praise  to  God  from  all  Creatures. 

1  npHE  glories  of  my  Maker,  God, 

JL    My  joyful  voice  shall  sing  ; 
And  call  the  nations  to  adore 
Their  Former  and  their  King. 

2  'Twas  his  right  hand  that  shap'd  our  clay, 
And  wrought  this  human  frame  ; 

But  from  his  own  immediate  breath 
Our  nobler  spirits  came. 

3  We  bring  our  mortal  powers  to  God, 
And  worship  with  our  tongues  * 


418 HYMN  72,  73.  Book  II. 

We  claim  some  kindred  with  the  skies, 
And  join  th'  angelic  songs. 

4  Let  grov'ling  beasts  of  ev'ry  shape, 
And  fowls  of  ev'ry  wing, 

And  rocks,  and  trees,  and  fires,  and  seas, 
Their  various  tribute  bring. 

5  Ye  planets,  to  his  honour  shine, 
And  wheels  of  nature  roll ; 

Praise  him  in  your  unwearied  course, 
Around  the  steady  pole. 

6  The  brightness  of  our  Maker's  Name 
The  wide  Creation  fills  ; 

And  his  unbounded  grandeur  flies 
Beyond  the  heavenly  hills. 

HYMN  72.' CM.  Sunday.  [*] 

Lord's  Day  :  or,  Resurrection  of  Christ. 

o  1  T>  LESS'D  morning,  whose  young  dawn- 

JL*  Beheld  our  rising  God  ;  [ing  rays 

That  saw  him  triumph  o'er  the  dust, 

And  leave  his  last  abode. 
p  2  In  the  cold  prison  of  a  tomb, 

The  great  Redeemer  lay — 
— Till  the  revolving  skies  had  brought 

The  third — th'  appointed  day. 
d  3  Hell  and  the  grave  unite  their  force, 

To  hold  our  God  in  vain : 
o  The  sleeping  conqueror  arose, 
o      And  burst  their  feeble  chain. 
e  4  To  thy  great  Name,  almighty  Lord, 

These  sacred  hours  we  pay ; 
0  And  loud  Hosannas  shall  proclaim 

The  triumph  of  the  day. 
s  5  Salvation,  and  immortal  praise, 

To  our  victorious  King ! 
Let  heaven,  and  earth,  and  rocks,  and  seas, 

With  glad  Hosannas  ring. 

HYMN  73.  C.  M.  Mear.  [*] 

Doubts  scattered  :  Joys  restored. 

1   TTENCE  from  my  soul,  sad  thoughts,  be 
JLi  And  leave  me  to  my  joys ;  [gone, 

o  My  tongue  shall  triumph  in  my  God, 
And  make  a  joyful  noise. 


Book  II.  HYMN  74,  75. 419 

p  2  Darkness  and  doubts  had  veil'd  my  mind, 

And  drovvn'd  my  head  in  tears ; 
— Till  sovereign  grace,  with  shining  rays, 

Dispelled  my  gloomy  fears. 
o  3  Oh,  what  immortal  joys  I  felt, 

And  raptures  all  divine, — 
When  Jesus  told  me  I  was  his, 

And  my  Beloved  mine  ! 
— 4  In  vain  the  tempter  frights  my  soul, 

And  breaks  my  peace  in  vain  ; 
One  glimpse,  dear  Saviour,  of  thy  face 

Revives  my  joys  again. 

HYMN  74.  S.  M.  Guilford,  [b] 

Ingratitude  to  Divine  Goodness. 

e   1  TS  this  the  kind  return ! 

JL  Are  these  the  thanks  we  owe  ! 
Thus  to  abuse  eternal  Love, 

Whence  all  our  blessings  flow  ! 
e  2      To  what  a  stubborn  frame 
Has  sin  reduc'd  our  mind ! 
What  strange,  rebellious  wretches  we, 
And  God  as  strangely  kind ! 
— 3      (On  us  he  bids  the  sun 
Shed  his  reviving  rays  ; 
For  us  the  skies  their  circles  run, 

To  lengthen  out  our  days.) 
4      The  brutes  obey  their  God, 

And  bow  their  necks  to  men ; 
But  we,  more  base,  more  brutish  things, 
Reject  his  easy  reign. 
d  5      Turn,  turn  us,  mighty  God, 
And  mould  our  souls  afresh ; 
Break,  sovereign  grace,  these  hearts  of  stone, 
And  give  us  hearts  of  flesh, 
p  6       Let  past  ingratitude ' 

Provoke  our  weeping  eyes  ; 
— And  hourly,  as  new  mercies  fall, 
o  Let  hourly  thanks  arise. 

HYMN  75.  C.  M.  St.  Ann's.  [*] 

The  beatific  Vision  of  Christ. 

1  np*  ROM  thee,  my  God,  my  joys  shall  rise 
JL     And  run  eternal  rounds, — 


420 HYMN  76. Book  II. 

Beyond  the  limits  of  the  skies, 
And  all  created  bounds. 
o  2  The  holy  triumphs  of  my  soul 
Shall  death  itself  outbrave, — 
Leave  dull  mortality  behind, 
And  fly  beyond  the  grave, 
g  3  There,  where  my  blessed  Jesus  reigns, 
In  heaven's  unmeasur'd  space, — 
I'll  spend  a  long  eternity, 

In  pleasure  and  in  praise. 
4  Millions  of  years,  my  wond'ring  eyes 

Shall  o'er  thy  beauties  rove  ; 
And  endless  ages  I'll  adore 
The  glories  of  thy  love. 
— 5  Sweet  Jesus,  ev'ry  smile  of  thine 
Shall  fresh  endearments  bring ; 
And  thousand  tastes  of  new  delight, 
From  all  thy  graces  spring. 
o  6  Haste,  my  Beloved,  fetch  my  soul 

Up  to  thy  bless'd  abode  ; 
u  Fly,  for  my  spirit  longs  to  see 
My  Saviour,  and  my  God.] 

HYMN  76.  C.  M.  Mitcham.  Sunday.  [*] 

Resurrection  and  Ascension  of  Christ. 

1  XXOSANNA  to  the  Prince  of  light, 
XI  Who  cloth'd  himself  in  clay! 

Enter'd  the  iron  gates  of  death, 
And  tore  the  bars  away. 

2  Death  is  no  more  the  king  of  dread, 
Since  our  Emmanuel  rose  ; 

He  took  the  tyrant's  sting  away, 
And  spoil'd  our  hellish  foes. 

3  See  how  the  Conqu'ror  mounts  aloft, 
And  to  his  Father  flies, 

With  scars  of  honour  in  his  flesh, 
And  triumph  in  his  eyes ! 

4  There  our  exalted  Saviour  reigns, 
And  scatters  blessings  down  ; 

Our  Jesus  fills  the  middle  seat 
Of  the  celestial  throne. 

5  (Raise  your  devotion,  mortal  tongues, 
To  reach  his  blest  abode ; 


Book  II.  HYMN  77,  78. 421 

Sweet  be  the  accents  of  your  songs 

To  our  incarnate  God. 
6  Bright  angels,  strike  your  loudest  strings ; 

Your  sweetest  voices  raise  ; 
Let  heaven,  and  all  created  things, 

Sound  our  Emmanuel's  praise.) 

~  HYMN  77.  L.  M.  Leeds.  Blendon.  [*] 

The  Christian  Warfare. 

o  1    C<  TAND  up,  my  soul,  shake  offthy  fears, 
^5  And  gird  the  gospel  armour  on ; 

March  to  the  gates  of  endless  joy, 

Where  thy  great  Captain  Saviour's  gone. 
— 2  Hell  and  thy  sins  resist  thy  course  ; 
o  But  hell  and  sin  are  vanquished  foes : 
o  Thy  Jesus  nail'd  them  to  the  cross, 

And  sung  the  triumph — when  he  rose, 
e  3  (What  though  the  prince  of  darkness  rage, 

And  waste  the  fury  of  his  spite ! 
d  Eternal  chains  confine  him  down 

To  fiery  deeps  and  endless  night, 
o  4  What  though  thine  inward  lust  rebel  ? 

'Tis  but  a  struggling  gasp  for  life ; 
— The  weapons  of  victorious  grace 

Shall  slay  thy  sins,  and  end  the  strife.) 
o  5  Then  let  my  soul  march  boldly  on, — 

Press  forward  to  the  heavenly  gate ; 
o  There  peace  and  joy  eternal  reign, 

And  glitt'ring  robes  for  conqu'rors  wait. 
s  6  There  shall  I  wear  a  starry  crown, 

And  triumph  in  almighty  grace  ; 

While  all  the  armies  of  the  skies 

Join  in  my  glorious  Leader's  praise. 

HYMN  78.  C.  M.  Canterbury.  [*] 

Redemption  by  Christ. 

1  [TX^HEN  the  first  parents  of  our  race 

▼  ▼     Rebell'd  against  their  God, 
And  the  infection  of  their  sin 
Had  tainted  all  our  blood  ; — 

2  Infinite  pity  touch'd  the  heart 
Of  the  eternal  Son ; 

Descending  from  the  heavenly  court, 
He  left  his  Father's  throne. 
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422 HYMN  79. Book  11 

3  Aside  the  Prince  of  glory  threw 
His  most  divine  array  ; 

And  wrapp'd  his  Godhead  in  a  veil 
Of  our  inferiour  clay. 

4  His  living  power,  and  dying  love, 
Redeemed  unhappy  men  ! 

And  rais'd  the  ruins  of  our  race 
To  life  and  God  again. 

5  To  thee,  dear  Lord,  our  flesh  and  soul 
We  joyfully  resign  : 

Blest  Jesus,  take  us  for  thy  own, — 
For  we  are  doubly  thine. 

6  Thine  honour  shall  for  ever  be 
The  bus'ness  of  our  days  ; 

For  ever  shall  our  thankful  tongues 
Speak-  thy  deserved  praise.] 

HYIVIN  79.  C.  M.  Sunday.  Christmas.  [*] 

Praise  to  the  Redeemer. 

p  1  TJLUNG'D  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair 
-t     We  wretched  sinners  lay — 
Without  one  cheerful  beam  of  hope, 
Or  spark  of  glimm'ring  day  ! 
a  2  With  pitying  eyes  the  Prince  of  grace 

Beheld  our  helpless  grief; 
o  He  saw — and  (Oh  amazing  love  !) 
He  ran  to  our  relief. 
3  Down  from  the  shining  seats  above, 
With  joyful  haste  he  fled, 
e  Enter'd  the  grave  in  mortal  flesh, 

And  dwelt  among  the  dead. 
o  4  He  spoil'd  the  powers  of  darkness  thus. 
And  brake  our  iron  chains  ; 
Jesus  has  freed  our  captive  souls 
From  everlasting  pains. 
— 5  [In  vain  the  baffled  prince  of  hell 
His  cursed  projects  tries ; 
We,  who  were  doom'd  his  endless  slaves, 
Are  rais'd  above  the  skies.] 
s  6  Oh,  for  this  love  let  rocks  and  hills 
Their  lasting  silence  break  ; 
And  all  harmonious  human  tongues 
The  Saviour's  praises  speak. 


Book  II. HYMN  80,  81. 423 

e  7  (Yes,  we  will  praise  thee,  dearest  Lord ; 

—     Our  souls  are  all  on  flame  : 

o  Hosanna,  round  the  spacious  earth, 

To  thine  adored  Name.) 
u  8  Angels,  assist  our  mighty  joys  ; 

Strike  all  your  harps  of  gold  * 
— But  when  you  raise  your  highest  notes, 

His  love  can  ne'er  be  told. 

HYMN  80.  S.  M.  Dover.  [*] 

God's  awful  Power  and  Goodness. 

1  [|^|H  !  the  almighty  Lord, 

^J  How  matchless  is  his  power ! 
Tremble,  O  earth,  beneath  his  word, — 
While  all  the  heavens  adore. 

2  Let  proud,  imperious  kings 
Bow  low  before  his  throne : 

Crouch  to  his  feet,  ye  haughty  things, 
Or  he  shall  tread  you  down. 

3  Above  the  skies  he  reigns  ; 
And,  with  amazing  blows, 

He  deals  insufferable  pains 
On  his  rebellious  foes. 

4  Yet,  everlasting  God, 

We  love  to  speak  thy  praise ; 
Thy  sceptre's  equal  to  thy  rod, — 
The  sceptre  of  thy  grace. 

5  The  arms  of  mighty  love 
Defend  our  Zion  well ; 

And  heavenly  mercy  walls  us  round, 
From  Babylon  and  hell. 

6  Salvation  to  the  King, 
Who  sits  enthron'd  above ! 

Thus  we  adore  the  God  of  might, 
And  bless  the  God  of  love.] 

HYMN  81.  CM.  Windsor,  [b] 

Our  Sin,  the  Cause  of  Christ's  Death. 

1  [  \  ND  now  the  scales  have  left  mine  eyes, 

A  Now  I  begin  to  see  ; 
Oh  the  curs'd  deeds  my  sins  have  done ! 
What  murd'rous  things  they  be  ! 

2  Were  these  the  traitors,  dearest  Lord, 
That  thv  fair  body  tore  ? 


424 HYMN  82,  83.  Book  11. 

Monsters— that  stain'd  those  heavenly  limbs 
With  floods  of  purple  i^ore  ? 

3  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  had  done, 
My  dearest  Lord  was  slain, — 

When  justice  seiz'd  God's  only  Son, 
And  put  his  soul  to  pain  ? 

4  Forgive  my  guilt,  O  Prince  of  Peace  ! 
I'll  wound  my  God  no  more  : 

Hence,  from  my  heart,  ye  sins,  be  gone, 
For  Jesus  I  adore. 

5  Furnish  me,  Lord,  with  heavenly  arms 
From  grace's  magazine ; 

And  I'll  proclaim  eternal  war 
With  ev'ry  darling  sin.] 

HYMN  82.  CM.  Near.  [*] 

Triumph  ortr  Spiritual  Enemies. 

1  A  RISE,  my  soul,  my  joyful  powers, 
-£\-  And  triumph  in  my  God  ; 

Awake,  my  voice,  and  loud  proclaim 
His  glorious  grace  abroad. 

2  He  rais'd  me  from  the  deeps  of  sin, — 
The  gates  of  gaping  hell  ; 

And  fix'd  my  standing  more  secure. 

Than  'twas  before  I  fell. 
8  The  arms  of  everlasting  love 

Beneath  my  soul  he  plac'd ; 
And  on  the  rock  of  ages  set 

My  slipp'ry  footsteps  fast. 

4  The  city  of  my  blest  abode 
Is  wall'd  around  with  grace  ; 

Salvation  for  a  bulwark  stands, 
To  shield  the  sacred  place. 

5  Satan  may  vent  his  sharpest  spite, 
And  all  his  legions  roar : 

Almighty  mercy  guards  my  life, 
And  bounds  his  raging  power. 
o  6  Arise,  my  soul,  awake,  my  voice, 

And  tunes  of  pleasure  sing  ; 
o  Loud  hallelujahs  shall  address 
My  Saviour  and  my  King. 

HYMN  S3.  C.  M.  M<ar.  [*]  ' 

The  Passion  rnnl  Eraltatinn  of  Christ. 

d  1  [JTlHUS  saith  the  Ruler  of  the  skies, 
J-    Awake,  my  dreadful  sword: 


Book  II. HYMN  84. 425 

Awake,  my  wrath,  and  smite  the  Man, 

My  Fellow,  saith  the  Lord. 
— 2  Vengeance  receiv'd  the  dread  command, 

And  armed  down  she  flies  ; 
e  Jesus  submits  t'  his  Father's  hand, 
a      And  bows  his  head — and  dies. 
o  3  But,  oh !  the  wisdom  and  the  grace, 

That  join  with  vengeance  now ! 
e  He  dies  to  save  our  guilty  race  ; 
o      And  yet  he  rises  too. 
— 4  A  person  so  divine  was  he, 

Who  yielded  to  be  slain, 
That  he  could  give  his  soul  away, 

And  take  his  life  again. 
o  5  Live,  glorious  Lord,  and  reign  on  high, 

Let  ev'ry  nation  sing ; 
g  And  angels  sound,  with  endless  joy, 

The  Saviour  and  the  King.] 

HYMN  84.  S.  M.   Watchman.  [*] 

The  Passion  and  Exaltation  of  Christ. 

1  f~^  OME,  all  harmonious  tongues, 
Vy   Your  noblest  music  bring ; 

'Tis  Christ,  the  everlasting  God, 
And  Christ,  the  man,  we  sing. 

2  Tell  how  he  took  our  flesh, 
To  take  away  our  guilt ! 

Sing  the  dear  drops  of  sacred  blood, 
That  hellish  monsters  spilt. 
p  3       [Alas  !  the  cruel  spear 

Went  deep  into  his  side  ; 
And  the  rich  flood  of  purple  gore 
The  murd'rous  weapon  dy'd. 
4  The  waves  of  swelling  grief 

Did  o'er  his  bosom  roll ; 
And  mountains  of  Almighty  wrath 
Lay  heavy  on  his  soul.] 
a  5       Down  to  the  shades  of  death, 

He  bow'd  his  awful  head : 
o  Yet  he  arose  to  live  and  reign, 
When  death  itself  is  dead. 
— 6      No  more  the  bloody  spear, 

The  cross  and  nails  no  more  ! 
d  For  hell  itself  shakes  at  his  name, 
And  all  the  heavens  adore. 

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486 HYMN  85,  86. Book  II. 

—7      There  the  Redeemer  sits, 

High  on  the  lather's  throne ; 
e  The  Father  [ays  his  vengeance  by, 

And  smiles  upon  his  Son. 
g  8      There  his  lull  glories  shine, 

Witli  uncreated  rays, 
And  bless  his  saints'  and  angels'  eyes, 

To  everlasting  days. 

HYMN  85.  C.  M.  Canterbury.  St.  Ann's.  [*] 

Sujjirit  nc ij  of  Pardon. 

e   1  "V^T^Y  does  3our  fHce>  ye  humble  souls, 
▼  ▼     Those  mournful  colours  wear? 
What  doubts  are  these  that  waste  your  faith, 
And  nourish  your  despair  ? 
— 2  What  though  your  num'rous  sins  exceed 
The  stars  that  fill  the  skies — 
And,  aiming  at  th'  eternal  throne, 

Like  pointed  mountains  rise  ? 
3  What  though  your  mighty  guilt  beyond 

The  wide  creation  swell ; 
And  have  its  curst  foundations  laid 
Low,  as  the  deeps  of  hell  ? — 
e  4  See,  here  an  endless  ocean  flows 
Of  never-failing  grace ; 
Behold  a  dying  Saviour's  veins 
The  sacred  flood  increase  ! 
o  5  It  rises  high,  and  drowns  the  hills, 

Has  neither  shore  nor  bound  ; 
— Now  if  we  search  to  find  our  sins, 

Our  sins  can  ne'er  be  found. 
o  6  Awake,  our  hearts,  adore  the  grace, 
That  buries  all  our  faults ; 
And  pard'ning  blood,  that  swells  above 
Our  follies  and  our  thoughts. 

HYMN  86.  C.  M.  China,  [b] 

Freedom  from  Si?i  and  Misery.  i?i  Heaven. 

p  1  [/^UR  sins,  alas !  how  strong  they  be ! 

V/    And-  like  a  violent  sea, 
They  break  our  duty.  Lord,  to  thee, 

And  burn  us  a\va\ . 
d  2  The  waves  of  trouble,  how  they  rise ! 

How  loud  the  tempests  roar ! 


Book  II. HYMN  87,  88. 427 

e  But  death  shall  land  our  weary  souls, 
Safe,  on  the  heavenly  shore. 
3  There,  to  fulfil  his  sweet  commands, 

Our  speedy  feet  shall  move  : 
No  sin  shall  clog  our  winged  zeal, 
Or  cool  our  burning  love. 
o  4  There  shall  we  sit,  and  sing,  and  tell 
The  wonders  of  his  grace  ; 
Till  heavenly  raptures  fire  our  hearts, 
And  smile  in  every  face. 
— 5  For  ever  his  dear,  sacred  name 

Shall  dwell  upon  our  tongue ; 
o  And  Jesus  and  salvation  be 
The  close  of  ev'ry  song.] 

HYMN  87.  C.  M.  Arundel.  Bedford.  [*] 
The  Divine  Glories  above  our  Reason. 

e  1  TTTOW  wondrous  great,  how  glorious  bright, 
-il  Must  our  Creator  be — 
Who  dwells  amidst  the  dazzling  light 

Of  vast  infinity. 
— 2  Our  soaring  spirits  upward  rise, 

Tow'rd  the  celestial  throne  : 
e  Fain  would  we  see  the  blessed  Three, 

And  the  almighty  One. 
— 3  Our  reason  stretches  all  its  wings, 

And  climbs  above  the  skies ; 
e  But  still  how  far  beneath  thy  feet, 

Our  grov'ling  reason  lies ! 
a  4  Lord,  here  we  bend  our  humble  souls, 

And  awfully  adore : 
For  the  weak  pinions  of  our  mind 

Can  stretch  a  thought  no  more, 
g  5  Thy  glories  infinitely  rise 

Above  our  laboring  tongue  ; 
In  vain  the  highest  seraph  tries 

To  form  an  equal  song. 
e  6  In  humble  notes  our  faith  adores 

The  great,  mysterious  King  ; 
o  While  angels  strain  their  nobler  powers, 

And  sweep  th7  immortal  string. 

HYMN  88.  C.  M.  Doxology.  Devizes.  [*]  " 

Salvation. 

1   ^ALVATION!  O  the  joyful  sound! 
^3  'Tis  pleasure  to  our  ears  ■ 


428 HYMN  89,  90.  book  II. 

A  sovereign  halm  for  ev'ry  wound, 

A  cordial  for  our  fears. 
e  2  Bury'd  in  sorrow  and  in  sin, 

At  hell's  dark  door  we  lay ; — 
o  But  we  arise,  hy  grace  Divine, 

To  see  a  heavenly  day. 
s  3  Salvation !  let  the  echo  fly 

The  spacious  earth  around  ; 
g  While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky 

Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 

HYMN  89.  C.  M.  Mear.  [*] 

Christ's  Victory  over  Satan. 

1  XI  OS  ANNA  to  our  conqu'ring  King! 

Xl  The  prince  of  darkness  flies  : 
His  troops  rush  headlong  down  to  hell, 
Like  lightning  from  the  skies. 
e  2  There,  bound  in  chains,  the  lions  roar, 

And  fright  the  rescu'd  sheep  ; 
— But  heavy  bars  confine  their  power 

And  malice  to  the  deep. 
o  3  Hosanna  to  our  conqu'ring  King  ! 
All  hail,  incarnate  Love  ! 
Ten  thousand  songs  and  glories  wait, 
To  crown  thy  head  above, 
s  4  Thy  vict'ries  and  thy  deathless  fame 
Through  the  wide  world  shall  run  ; 
And  everlasting  ages  sing 
The  triumphs  thou  hast  won. 

HYMN  90.  C.  M.  Colchester.  [*f~ 

Pardon  and  Sanctificalion  in  Christ. 

e   1  XT  OW  sad  our  state  by  nature  is ! 

-tl  Our  sin,  how  deep  it  stains ! 
e  And  Satan  binds  our  captive  minds, 

Fast  in  his  slavish  chains, 
o  2  But  there's  a  voice  of  sov'reign  grace 

Sounds  from  the  sacred  word ; 
d  '  Ho !  ye  despairing  sinners,  come, 

1  And  trust  upon  the  Lord.' 
o  3  My  soul  obeys  th'  almighty  call, 

And  runs  to  this  relief; 
— I  would  believe  thy  promise,  Lord  ; 
e      Oh  !  help  my  unbelief. 


Book  II. HYMN  91. 429 

4  [To  the  dear  fountain  of  thy  blood, 

Incarnate  God,  I  fly; 
Here  let  me  wash  my  spotted  soul 
From  crimes  of  deepest  3ye. 
— 5  Stretch  out  thine  arm,  victorious  King, 
My  reigning  sins  subdue  ; 
Drive  the  old  Dragon  from  his  seat, 
With  all  his  hellish  crew.] 
p  6  A  guilty,  weak,  and  helpless  worm, 

On  thy  kind  arms  I  fall : 
— Be  thou  my  strength  and  righteousness, 
My  Jesus,  and  my  All. 

HYMN  91.  C.  M.  Hymn  2d.  St.  Ann's.  [*] 

The  Glory  of  Christ  in  Heaven. 

1  /^|H,  the  delights,  the  heavenly  joys, 
V^J   The  glories  of  the  place, 

Where  Jesus  sheds  the  brightest  beams 
Of  his  o'erflowing  grace  ! 

2  Sweet  majesty  and  awful  love 
Sit  smiling  on  his  brow  ; 

And  all  the  glorious  ranks  above 
At  humble  distance  bow. 

3  [Princes  to  his  imperial  name 
Bend  their  bright  sceptres  down ; 

Dominions,  thrones,  and  powers  rejoice. 
To  see  him  wear  the  crown. 

4  Archangels  sound  his  lofty  praise, 
Through  ev'ry  heavenly  street ; 

And  lay  their  highest  honours  down, 

Submissive,  at  his  feet.] 
e  5  Those  soft,  those  blessed  feet  of  his, 

That  once  rude  iron  tore — 
o  High  on  a  throne  of  light  they  stand, 

And  all  the  saints  adore. 
e  6  His  head,  the  dear  majestic  head, 

That  cruel  thorns  did  wound — 
o  See — what  immortal  glories  shine, 

And  circle  it  around  ! 
— 7  This  is  the  Man,  th'  exalted  Man, 

Whom  we,  unseen,  adore  ; 
But  when  our  eyes  behold  his  face, 

Our  hearts  shall  love  him  more. 


430  HYMN  92.  Book  II 


8  [Lord,  how  our  souls  are  all  ou  fire, 
To  see  thy  bless'd  abode  ; 

Our  tongues  rejoice  in  tunes  of  praise 
To  our  incarnate  <Jod.] 

9  And  while  our  faith  enjoys  this  sight, 
We  long  to  leave  our  clay  : 

And  wish  thy  fiery  chariots,  Lord, 
To  fetch  our  souls  away. 

HYMN  92.  C.  M.  Arundel.  [*] 

The  Church  saved,  and  her  Enemies  disappointed. 

1  [CJHOUT  to  the  Lord,  and  let  our  joys 

►3  Through  the  whole  nation  run ; 
Ye  western  skies,  resound  the  noise 
Beyond  the  rising  sun. 

2  Thee,  mighty  God,  our  souls  admire, 
Thee  our  glad  voices  sing ; 

And  join  with  the  celestial  choir, 
To  praise  th'  eternal  King. 

3  Thy  power  the  whole  creation  rules, 
And,  on  the  starry  skies, 

Sits  smiling  at  the  weak  designs, 
Thine  envious  foes  devise. 

4  Thy  scorn  derides  their  feeble  rage, 
And,  with  an  awful  frown, 

Flings  vast  confusion  on  their  plots, 
And  shakes  their  Babel  down. 

5  (Their  secret  fires  in  caverns  lay, 
And  we  the  sacrifice  : 

But  gloomy  caverns  strove  in  vain, 
To  'scape  all-searching  eyes. 

6  Their  dark  designs  were  all  reveal 'd, 
Their  treasons  all  betray'd  : 

Praise  to  the  Lord,  that  broke  the  snare 
Their  cursed  hands  had  laid.) 

7  In  vain  the  busy  sons  of  hell 
Still  new  rebellions  try  : 

Their  souls  shall  pine  with  envious  rage, 
And  vex  away  and  die. 

8  Almighty  grace  defends  our  land, 
From  their  malicious  power ; 

Then  let  us,  with  united  songs, 
Almighty  grace  adore. 1 


Book  II.  HYMN  93,  94. 431 

HYMN  93.  S.  M.  Bingham.  Newton.  [*] 

God  all  and  in  all.     Psalm  lxxii,  25. 

1  ~]V|~Y  God,  my  life,  my  love, 
-LTJL  To  thee,  to  thee  I  call  ; 

1  cannot  live,  if  thou  remove, 

For  thou  art  all  in  all. 

2  Thy  shining  grace  can  cheer 
This  dungeon  where  I  dwell ; 

'Tis  paradise,  when  thou  art  here ; 
If  thou  depart,  'tis  hell. 

3  [The  smilings  of  thy  face, 
How  amiable  they  are  ! 

'Tis  heaven  to  rest  in  thine  embrace  ; 
And  no  where  else  but  there. 

4  To  thee,  and  thee  alone, 
The  angels  owe  their  bliss ; 

They  sit  around  thy  gracious  throne, 
And  dwell  where  Jesus  is.] 

5  Not  all  the  harps  above 
Can  make  a  heavenly  place, 

If  God  his  residence  remove, 
Or  but  conceal  his  face. 

6  Nor  earth,  nor  all  the  sky, 
Can  one  delight  afford  ; 

No,  not  a  drop  of  real  joy, 

Without  thy  presence,  Lord. 

7  Thou  art  the  sea  of  love, 
Where  all  my  pleasures  roll ; 

The  circle  where  my  passions  move, 
And  centre  of  my  soul. 

8  [To  thee  my  spirits  fly, 
With  infinite  desire  ; 

And  yet,  how  far  from  thee  I  lie ! 
Dear  Jesus,  raise  me  higher.] 

HYMN  94.  C.  M.  St.  Ann's.  Abridge.  [*] 

God,  my  only  Happiness.  Psalm  lxxiii,  25. 

1  1\/TY  God,  my  portion,  and  my  love, 
J_tJL  My  everlasting  All, 

I've  none  but  thee  in  heaven  above, 
Or  on  this  earthly  ball. 

2  What  empty  things  are  all  the  skies  ? 
And  this  inferior  clod  ! 


432 HYMN  95. Book  II. 

There's  nothing  here  deserves  my  joys, — 

There's  nothing  like  my  God. 
S  [In  vain  the  bright,  the  burning  sun 

Scatters  his  feeble  light : 
5Tis  thy  sweet  beams  create  my  noon ; 

If  thou  withdraw,  'tis  night. 

4  And  whilst  upon  my  restless  bed, 
Amongst  the  shades  I  roll  ; 

If  my  Redeemer  shows  his  head, 
5Tis  morning  to  my  soul.] 

5  To  thee  we  owe  our  wealth,  and  friends, 
And  health,  and  safe  abode  ; 

Thanks  to  thy  Name  for  meaner  things, — 
But  they  are  not  my  God. 

6  How  vain  a  toy  is  glitt'ring  wealth, 
If  once  compar'd  to  thee  ? 

Or  what's  my  ?afety  or  my  health, 
Or  all  my  friends  to  me  ? 

7  Were  I  possessor  of  the  earth, 
And  call'd  the  stars  my  own ; 

Without  thy  graces  and  Thyself, 
I  were  a  wretch  undone. 

8  Let  others  stretch  their  arms  like  seas, 
And  grasp  in  all  the  shore ; 

Grant  me  the  visits  of  thy  face, 
And  I  desire  no  more. 

HYMN  95.  C.  M.  Bishopsgate.  [b] 

Looking  on  Him  ichovi  tee  pierced. 

p  1  TNFINITE  grief!  amazing  wo! — 

J-  Behold  my  bleeding  Lord  ! — 
— Hell  and  the  Jews  conspir'd  his  death, 

And  us'd  the  Roman  sword. 
p  2  Oh,  the  sharp  pangs  of  smarting  pain, 

My  dear  Redeemer  bore — 
When  knotty  whips,  and  ragged  thorns, 

His  sacred  body  tore. 
— 3  But  knotty  whips,  and  ragged  thorns, 

In  vain  do  I  accuse  ; 
In  vain  I  blame  the  Roman  bands, 

And  the  more  spiteful  Jews. 
e  4  'Twere  you.  my  sins,  my  cruel  sins, 

His  chief  tormentors  were  : 


Book  II.  HYMN  96,  97. 433 

Each  of  my  crimes  became  a  nail. 

And  unbelief  a  spear. 
5  'Twere  you  that  pull'd  the  vengeance  down 
Upon  his  guiltless  head  : 
o  Break,  break,  my  heart,  oh,  burst,  mine  eyes, 
e       And  let  my  sorrows  bleed. 
o  6  Strike,  mighty  grace,  my  flinty  soul, 
Till  melting  waters  flow ! 
And  deep  repentance  drown  mine  eyes 
In  undissembled  wo. 

~HYMN  96.  C.  M.  Isle  of  Wight  [b*] 

Angels  punished,  and  Man  saved. 

1  "  P|  OWN  headlong  from  their  native  skies, 
-L'  The  rebel  angels  fell ; 

o  And  thunder- bolts  of  flaming  wrath 
Pursu'd  them  deep  to  hell. 

2  Down  from  the  top  of  earthly  bliss, 
Rebellious  man  was  hurl'd  ; 

e  And  Jesus  stoop'd  beneath  the  grave, 

To  reach  a  sinking  world. 
o  3  Oh,  love  of  infinite  degree  ! 

Unmeasurable  grace ! 
e  Must  heaven's  eternal  Darling  die, 

To  save  a  trait'rous  race  ? 
p  4  Must  angels  sink  for  ever  down, 

And  burn  in  quenchless  fire — 
— While  God  forsakes  his  shining  throne, 

To  raise  us  wretches  higher  ? 
s  5  Oh,  for  this  love,  let  earth  and  skies 

With  hallelujahs  ring ; 
And  the  full  choir  of  human  tongues 

All  hallelujahs  sing. 

HYMN  97.  L.  M.  Psalm  91th.  [b*] 

The  Same. 

e  1    L|i  ROM  heaven  the  sinning  angels  fell, 
a      X?     And  wrath  and  darkness  chain'd  them 
e  But  man,  vile  man,  forsook  his  bliss —  [down  : 
o  And  mercy  lifts  him  to  a  crown, 
g  2  Amazing  work  of  sovereign  grace, 

That  could  distinguish  rebels  so ! 
e  Our  guilty  treason  call'd  aloud 

For  everlasting  fetters  too. 
37 


434 1 1  YMX  98,  99.  Book  11 

o  3  To  See,  to  thee,  almighty  Love, 
Our  souls,  ourselves,  our  all  we  pay; 

s  Millions  of  tongues  shall  sound  thy  praise, 
On  the  bright  hills  of  heavenly  day. 

HYMN  98.  C.  M.  Windsor,  Wantage,  [b] 

Hardness  of  Heart  complained  of. 

1  TVTY  heart,  how  dreadful  hard  it  is ! 
1TJL  How  heavy  here  it  lies  ! 

Heavy  and  eold  within  my  breast, 
Just  like  a  roek  of  iee  ! 

2  Sin,  like  a  raging  tyrant,  sits 
Upon  this  flinty  throne ; 

And  ev'ry  grace  lies  bury'd  deep, 
Beneath  this  heart  of  stone. 

3  How  seldom  do  I  rise  to  God, 
Or  taste  the  joys  above  ! 

This  mountain  presses  down  my  faith, 
And  chills  my  flaming  love. 

4  When  smiling  mercy  courts  my  soul, 
With  all  its  heavenly  charms ; 

This  stubborn,  this  relentless  thing, 
Would  thrust  it  from  my  arms. 

5  Against  the  thunders  of  thy  word, 
Rebellious  I  have  stood  ; 

My  heart — it  shakes  not  at  the  wrath, 
And  terrours,  of  a  God. 

6  Dear  Saviour,  steep  this  rock  of  mine 
In  thine  own  crimson  sea ! 

None  but  a  bath  of  blood  divine, 
Can  melt  the  flint  away. 

HYMN  99.  C.  M.  Bedford,  [b*] 

The  Booh  of  God's  Decrees. 

P  1  [T    ET  the  whole  race  of  creatures  lie, 

-Li   Abas'd,  before  their  God  : 
— Whate'er  his  sovereign  voice  has  form'd 

He  governs  with  a  nod. 
e  2  (Ten  thousand  ages  ere  the  skies 

Were  into  motion  brought, — 
All  the  long  years  and  worlds  to  come 

Stood  present  to  his  thought. 
— 3  There's  not  a  sparrow,  nor  a  worm, 

But's  found  in  his  decrees ; 


Book  II. HYMN  100. 435 

o  He  raises  monarehs  to  their  thrones, 
e       And  sinks  them  as  he  please.) 
o  4  If  light  attends  the  course  I  run, 

'Tis  he  provides  those  rays : 
e  And  'tis  his  hand  that  hides  my  sun, 

If  darkness  clouds  my  days. 
— 5  Yet  I  could  not  be  much  concem'd, 

Nor  vainly  long  to  see 
The  volumes  of  his  deep  decrees, 

What  months  are  writ  for  me. 
e  6  When  he  reveals  the  book  of  life, 

Oh,  may  I  read  my  name 
o  Amongst  the  chosen  of  his  love, 

The  foll'wers  of  the  Lamb.] 

HYMN  100.  L.  M.  Carthage,  [b] 

Presence  of  Christ  the  Life  of  my  Soul. 

1  [XTOW  full  of  anguish  is  the  thought,— 

XJL  How  it  distracts  and  tears  my  heart, — 
If  God  at  last,  my  sovereign  Judge, 
Should  frown,  and  bid  my  soul — depart! 

2  Lord,  when  I  quit  this  earthly  stage, 
Where  shall  I  fly — but  to  thy  breast  ? 
For  I  have  sought  no  other  home : 
For  I  have  learn'd  no  other  rest. 

3  I  cannot  live  contented  here, 
Without  some  glimpses  of  thy  face  ; 
And  heaven,  without  thy  presence  there, 
Will  be  a  dark  and  tiresome  place. 

4  When  earthly  cares  engross  the  day, 
And  hold  my  thoughts  aside  from  thee, 
The  shining  hours  of  cheerful  light 
Are  long  and  tedious  years  to  me. 

5  And  if  no  evening  visit's  paid 
Between  my  Saviour  and  my  soul, 
How  dull  the  night !  how  sad  the  shade ! 
How  mournfully  the  minutes'  roll ! 

6  This  flesh  of  mine  might  learn  as  soon 
To  live,  yet  part  with  all  my  blood ; 

To  breathe,  when  vital  air  is  gone, 
Or  thrive  and  grow  without  my  food. 

7  (Christ  is  my  light,  my  life,  my  care, 
My  blessed  hope,  my  heavenly  prize ; 
Dearer  than  all  my  passions  are, 

My  limbs,  my  bowels,  or  my  eyes. 


436 HYMN  101,  102.  Book  II. 

8  The  strings  that  twine  about  my  heart, 
Tortures  and  racks  may  tear  them  off; 
But  they  can  never,  never  part 

With  their  dear  hold  of  Christ,  my  Love.) 

9  My  God — and  can  a  humble  child, 
Who  loves  thee  with  a  flame  so  high, 
Be  ever  from  thy  face  exil'd, 
Without  the  pity  of  thine  eye  ? 

10  Impossible  ! — For  thine  own  hands 
Have  ty'd  my  heart  so  fast  to  thee ; 
And  in  thy  book  the  promise  stands, 
That  where  thou  art,  thy  friends  must  be.] 

HYMN  101.  C.  M.  Bangor,  [*] 

The  World's  three  chief  Temptations. 

1  [X1THEN,  in  the  light  of  faith  divine, 

▼  ▼    We  look  on  things  below, — 
Honour,  and  gold,  and  sensual  joy, 
How  vain  and  dangerous  too ! 

2  (Honour's  a  puff  of  noisy  breath  ; 
Yet  men  expose  their  blood, 

And  venture  everlasting  death, 
To  gain  that  airy  good. 

3  While  others  starve  the  nobler  mind, 
And  feed  on  shining  dust ; 

They  rob  the  serpent  of  his  food, 
T'  indulge  a  sordid  lust.) 

4  The  pleasures  that  allure  our  sense 
Are  dang'rous  snares  to  souls ; 

There's  but  a  drop  of  flatt'ring  sweet, 
And  dash'd  with  bitter  bowls. 

5  God  is  mine  all-sufficient  good, 
My  portion  and  my  choice  ; 

In  him  my  vast  desires  are  fill'd, 
And  all  my  powers  rejoice. 

6  In  vain  the  world  accosts. my  ear, 
And  tempts  my  heart  anew  ; 

I  cannot  buy  your  bliss  so  dear, 
Nor  part  with  heaven  for  you.] 


•N 


HYMN  102.  L.  M.  Armley.  [b*] 

A  Happy  Resurrection. 

O,  I'll  repine  at  death  no  more, 
But  with  a  cheerful  gasp  resign, 


Book  II. HYMN  103. 437 

To  the  cold  dungeon  of  the  grave, 

These  dying,  withering  limbs  of  mine, 
e  2  Let  worms  devour  my  wasting  flesh, 

And  crumble  all  my  bones  to  dust : — 
o  My  God  shall  raise  my  frame  anew, 

At  the  revival  of  the  just, 
s  3  Break,  sacred  morning,  through  the  skies, 
— Bring  that  delightful— dreadful  day ; 
o  Cut  short  the  hours,  dear  Lord,  and  come  ; 
e  Thy  ling'ring  wheels — how  long  they  stay ! 

4  [Our  wearied  spirits  faint  to  see 

The  light  of  thy  returning  face  ; 

And  hear  the  language  of  those  lips, 

Where  God  has  shed  his  richest  grace, 
o  5  Haste  then  upon  the  wings  of  love, 

Rouse  all  the  pious,  sleeping  clay ; 

That  we  may  join  in  heavenly  joys, 

And  sing  the  triumphs  of  the  day.] 

HYMN  103.  C.  M.  St.  Ann's.  [*] 

Christ's  Commission.  John  iii,  16,  17. 

1  \.4~^  OME,  happy  souls,  approach  your  God, 

V>*   With  new  melodious  songs  ; 
Come,  tender  to  Almighty  grace 
The  tributes  of  your  tongues. 
6  2  So  strange,  so  boundless  was  the  love, 
That  pity'd  dying  men, 
The  Father  sent  his  equal  Son, 
To  give  them  life  again. 
— 3  Thy  hands,  dear  Jesus,  were  not  arm'd 
With  a  revenging  rod  ; 
No  hard  commission  to  perform — 
The  vengeance  of  a  God. 
e  4  But  all  was  mercy,  all  was  mild, 

And  wrath  forsook  the  throne, 
o  When  Christ  on  the  kind  errand  came, 

And  brought  salvation  down. 
— 5  Here,  sinners,  you  may  heal  your  wounds, 

And  wipe  your  sorrows  dry  ; 
o  Trust  in  the  mighty  Saviour's  name, 

And  you  shall  never  die. 
e  6  See,  dearest  Lord,  our  willing  souls 
Accept  thine  ofTer'd  grace  ; 
37  * 


4S8 HYMN  104,  105.  Book  II. 

o  We  bless  the  great  Redeemer's  love, 
0       And  give  the  Father  praise.] 

HYMN  104.  S.  M.  Peckham.  [*] 

Christ's  Mc diu Lion. 

1  X>  AISE  your  triumphant  songs 
Xt  To  an  immortal  tune  ; 

o  Let  the  wide  earth  resound  the  deeds, 

Celestial  grace  has  done. 
o  2       Sing  how  Eternal  Love 

Its  chief  Beloved  chose  ; 
And  bid  him  raise  our  ruin'd  race, 

From  their  abyss  of  woes. 
— 3       His  hand  no  thunder  bears, 

No  terrour  clothes  his  brow ; 
No  bolts  to  drive  our  guilty  souls 

To  fiercer  flames  below. 
e  4       'Twas  mercy  fill'd  the  throne, 

And  wrath  stood  silent  by — 
When  Christ  was  sent  with  pardons  down, 

To  rebels  doom'd  to  die. 
o  5      Now,  sinners,  dry  your  tears, 

Let  hopeless  sorrow  cease  ; 
d  Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  his  love, 

And  take  the  offer'd  peace. 
e  6       Lord,  we  obey  thy  call ; 
—         We  lay  a  humble  claim 

To  the  salvation  thou  hast  brought ; 
o  And  love  and  praise  thy  name. 

HYMN  105.  C.  M.  Reading,  [b] 

Repentance  floicing  from  Divine  Patience. 

e   1     \  ND  are  we  wretches  yet  alive  ! 

ii-  And  do  we  yet  rebel ! 
e  'Tis  boundless — 'tis  amazing  love, — 

That  bears  us  up  from  hell ! 

2  The  burden  of  our  weighty  guilt 
Would  sink  us  down  to  flames  ; 

And  threatening  vengeance  rolls  above, 

To  crush  our  feeble  frames. 
d  3  Almighty  goodness  (lies — Forbear! 

And  strait  the  thunder  stays : 
e  And  dare  we  now  provoke  his  wrath, 

And  weary  out  his  grace  ? 


Book  II.  HYMN  106,  107. 439 

p  4  Lord,  we  have  long  abus'd  thy  love, 
Too  long  indulg'd  our  sin ; 
Our  aching  hearts  e'en  bleed  to  see 
What  rebels  we  have  been. 
o  5  No  more,  ye  lusts,  shall  ye  command ; 
No  more  will  we  obey  ; 
Stretch  out,  O  God,  thy  conqu'ring  hand, 
And  drive  thy  foes  away. 

HYMN  106.  C.  M.  Isle  of  Wight  Bangor,  [b] 

Repentance  at  the  Cross. 

p  1   |^H,  if  my  soul  was  form'd  for  wo, 
V>F   How  would  1  vent  my  sighs  ! 
Repentance  should  like  rivers  flow, 

From  both  my  streaming  eyes. 
2  'Twras  for  my  sins,  my  dearest  Lord 

Hung  on  the  cursed  tree, — 
And  groan'd  away  a  dying  life, 
For  thee,  my  soul,  for  thee. 
— 3  Oh,  how  I  hate  these  lusts  of  mine, 
That  crucify'd  my  God  ; 
Those  sins,  that  pierc'd  and  nail'd  his  flesh, 
Fast  to  the  fatal  wood. 
d  4  Yes,  my  Redeemer,  they  shall  die ! 
My  heart  has  so  decreed  ; 
Nor  will  I  spare  the  guilty  things, 
That  made  my  Saviour  bleed. 
e  5  Whilst  with  a  melting,  broken  heart, 

My  murder'd  Lord  I  view, 
o  I'll  raise  revenge  against  my  sins, 
And  slay  the  murd'rers  too. 

HYMN  107.  C.  M.  Windsor.  [*] 

Everlasting  Absence  of  God  intolerable. 

1  npHAT  awful  day  will  surely  come, 

-1_    Th'  appointed  hour  makes  haste — 
When  I  must  stand  before  my  Judge, 
And  pass  the  solemn  test. 
e  2  Thou  lovely  chief  of  all  my  joys, 
Thou  Sovereign  of  my  heart, 
How  could  I  bear  to  hear  thy  voice 
d       Pronounce  the  sound,  Depart ! 
e  3  The  thunder  of  that  dismal  word 
Would  so  distress  my  ear, 


440 HYMN  108.  Book  II. 

a  'Twould  tear  my  soul  asunder,  Lord, 

With  most  tormenting  fear, 
p  4  What— to  be  banish'd  for  my  life, 

And  yet  forbid  to  die  ! 
To  linger  in  eternal  pain, 

Yet  death  for  ever  fly  ! 
a  5  Oh,  wretched  state  of  deep  despair, 

To  see  my  God  remove — 
And  fix  my  doleful  station  where 

I  must  not  taste  his  love  ! 
6  [Jesus,  I  throw  my  arms  around, 

And  hang  upon  thy  breast ; 
Without  a  gracious  smile  from  thee, 

My  spirit  cannot  rest.] 
o  7  Oh !  tell  me  that  my  worthless  name 

Is  graven  on  thy  hands  ; 
Shew  me  some  promise  in  thy  book, 

Where  my  salvation  stands. 
8  [Give  me  one  kind,  assuring  word, 

To  sink  my  fears  again  ; 
And  cheerfully  my  soul  shall  wait 

Her  threescore  years  and  ten.] 


c 


HYMN  108.  C.  M.  St.  Asaph's.  [*] 

Access  to  the  Throne  of  Grace  by  a  Mediator. 

OME,  let  us  lift  our  joyful  eyes 
Up  to  the  courts  above  ; 
And  smile  to  see  our  Father  there, 
Upon  a  throne  of  love. 
e  2  Once  'twas  a  seat  of  dreadful  wrath, 
And  shot  devouring  flame  ; 
Our  God  appeared  consuming  fire, 
And  Vengeance  was  his  name. 
— 3  Rich  were  the  drops  of  Jesus'  blood, 
That  calm'd  his  frowning  face ; 
That  sprinkled  o'er  his  burning  throne, 
And  turn'd  the  wrath  to  grace. 
o  4  Now  we  may  bow  before  his  feet, 
And  venture  near  the  Lord ; 
No  fiery  cherub  guards  his  seat, 
Nor  double  flaming  sword. 
— 5  The  peaceful  gates  of  heavenly  bliss 
Are  open'd  bv  the  Son  ; 


Book  II.  HYMN  109,  110. 441 

o  High  let  us  raise  our  notes  of  praise, 

And  reach  th'  Almighty  throne, 
s  6  To  thee  ten  thousand  thanks  we  bring, 

Great  Advocate  on  high  ; 
And  glory  to  th'  eternal  King, 

Who  lays  his  fury  by. 

_  . 

HYMN  109.  L.  M.  Islington,  [b] 

The  darkness  of  Providence. 

1  [T~    ORD,  we  adore  thy  vast  designs, 
JLd   Th'  obscure  abyss  of  Providence ! 
p  Too  deep  to  sound  with  mortal  lines, — 

Too  dark  to  view  with  feeble  sense, 
e  2  Now  thou  array'st  thine  awful  face 

In  angry  frowns,  without  a  smile : 
— We,  through  the  cloud,  believe  thy  grace, 

Secure  of  thy  compassion  still. 

3  Through  seas,  and  storms  of  deep  distress, 

We  sail  by  faith,  and  not  by  sight ; 

Faith  guides  us  in  the  wilderness, 

Through  all  the  briers  and  the  night. 
e  4  Dear  Father,  if  thy  lifted  rod 

Resolve  to  scourge  us  here  below, 
— Still  we  must  lean  upon  our  God ; 
o  Thine  arm  shall  bear  us  safely  through.] 

HYMN  110.  S.  M.  Aylesbury.  Kibworth.  [*] 

Death  and  the  Resurrection. 

a  1     4  ND  must  this  body  die  ? 

-t±-  This  mortal  frame  decay? 
a  And  must  these  active  limbs  of  mine 

Lie  mould'ring  in  the  clay? 
—2       Corruption,  earth,  and  worms, 

Shall  but  refine  this  flesh ; 
o  Till  my  triumphant  spirit  comes, 

To  put  it  on  afresh. 
—3       God,  my  Redeemer,  lives, 

And  often  from  the  skies 
Looks  down  and  watches  all  my  dust — 

Till  he  shall  bid  it  rise, 
o  4      Array'd  in  glorious  grace, 

Shali  these  vile  bodies  shine  ; 
And  ev'ry  shape,  and  evVy  face, 

Look  heavenly  and  divine 


442 HYMN  ill,  112.  Book  II. 

— 5      These  lively  hopes  we  owe 
To  Jesus'  dying  love  ; 
We  would  adore  his  grace  below, 

And  sing  his  power  above. 
6       Dear  Lord,  accept  the  praise 
Of  these  our  humble  songs  ] 
o  Till  tunes  of  nobler  sound  we  raise, 
With  our  immortal  tongues. 

HYMN  111.  C.  M.  Mitcham.  [*] 

God's  Dominion,  and  our  Deliverance. 

l[^ION,  rejoice,  and,  Judah,  sing; 

Lk  The  Lord  assumes  his  throne  : 
Come,  let  us  own  the  heavenly  King, 

And  make  his  glories  known. 
2  The  great,  the  wicked,  and  the  proud, 

From  their  high  seats  are  hurl'd ; 
Jehovah  rides  upon  a  cloud, 

And  thunders  through  the  world. 
S  He  reigns  upon  th'  eternal  hills, 

Distributes  mortal  crowns ; 
Empires  are  fix'd  beneath  his  smiles, 

And  totter  at  his  frowns. 

4  Navies,  that  rule  the  ocean  wide, 
Are  vanquish'd  by  his  breath  : 

And  legions,  arm'd  with  power  and  pride, 
Descend  to  wat'ry  death. 

5  Let  tyrants  make  no  more  pretence 
To  vex  our  happy  land  ; 

Jehovah's  name  is  our  defence  ; 
Our  buckler  is  his  hand. 

6  Still  may  the  King  of  grace  descend, 
To  rule  us  by  his  word  ; 

And  all  the  honours  we  can  give 
Be  offer'd  to  the  Lord.] 

HYMN  112.  L.  M.  Oporto.  [*] 

Angels  ministering  to  Christ  and  Saints. 

1    f^  REAT  God  !  to  what  a  glorious  height 
VJ  Hast  thou  advanc'd  the  Lord,  thy  Son ! 
Angels,  in  all  their  robes  of  light, 
Are  made  the  servants  of  his  throne. 
e  2  Before  his  feet  thine  armies  wait, 
o  And  swift  as  flames  of  fire  they  move, 


Book  II.  HYMN  113. 443 

— To  manage  his  affairs  of  state, 

In  works  of  vengeance — and  of  love. 

3  [His  orders  run  through  all  the  hosts ; 

Legions  descend  at  his  command, 

To  shield  and  guard  our  native  coasts, 

When  foreign  rage  invades  our  land.] 
o  4  Now  they  are  sent  to  guide  our  feet, 

Up  to  the  gates  of  thine  abode  ; 

Through  all  the  dangers  that  we  meet, 

In  travelling  the  heavenly  road. 
— 5  Lord,  when  I  leave  this  mortal  ground, 

And  thou  shalt  bid  me  rise  and  come — 

Send  a  beloved  angel  down, 

Safe  to  conduct  my  spirit  home. 

HYMN  113.  CM.  Near.  [*] 

The  Same. 

1  [riiHE  majesty  of  Solomon, 

J-    How  glorious  to  behold ! 
The  servants  waiting  round  his  throne, 
The  iv'ry  and  the  gold. 

2  But,  mighty  God,  thy  palace  shines 
With  far  superiour  beams  ; 

Thine  angel-guards  are  swift  as  winds ; 
Thy  ministers  are  flames. 

3  (Soon  as  thine  only  Son  had  made 
His  entrance  on  the  earth, 

A  shining  army  downward  fled, 
To  celebrate  his  birth. 

4  And  when,  oppress'd  with  pains  and  fears, 
On  the  cold  ground  he  lies, 

Behold  a  heavenly  form  appears, 
T'  allay  his  agonies.) 

5  Now  to  the  hands  of  Christ,  our  King, 
Are  all  their  legions  given ; 

They  wait  upon  his  saints,  and  bring 
His  chosen  heirs  to  heaven. 

6  Pleasure  and  praise  run  through  their  host, 
To  see  a  sinner  turn  ; — 

That  Satan  has  a  captive  lost, 
And  Christ  a  subject  born. 

7  But  there's  an  hour  of  brighter  joy, 
When  he  his  angel  sends, 


444 HYMN  114,  Hi  Book  II. 

Obstinate  rebels  to  destroy, 

And  gather  in  his  friends. 
8  Oh!  could  I  say  without  a  doubt, 

There  shall  my  soul  be  found, — 
Then  let  the  great  archangel  shout, 

And  the  last  trumpet  sound.] 

HYMN  114.  C.  M.  Christmas.  Sunday.  [*] 

Christ's  Death,  Victory,  and  Dominion. 

1  SING  my  Sayiour's  wondrous  death ; 
J-  He  conquered  when  he  fell ; 

'Tis  Finished  !  said  his  dying  breath, 
And  shook  the  gates  of  hell. 

2  JTis  Finished!  our  Emmanuel  cries, 
The  dreadful  work  is  done  ! 

Hence  shall  his  sovereign  throne  arise ; 
His  kingdom  is  begun. 

3  His  cross  a  sure  foundation  laid, 
For  glory  and  renown  ; 

When  through  the  regions  of  the  dead 
He  pass'd,  to  reach  the  crown. 

4  Exalted  at  his  Father's  side, 
Sits  our  victorious  Lord  ; 

To  heaven  and  hell  his  hands  divide 
The  vengeance  or  reward. 

5  The  saints  from  his  propitious  eye 
Await  their  sev'ral  crowns ; 

And  all  the  sons  of  darkness  fly 
The  terrour  of  his  frowns. 

~HYMN  115.  C.  M.  Bedford.  [*] 

God  the  Avenger  of  his  Saints. 

1  TXIGH  as  the  heavens  above  the  ground, 
JlX  Reigns  the  Creator  God  ; 

Wide  as  the  whole  creation's  bound, 
Extends  his  awful  rod. 

2  Let  princes  of  exalted  state 
To  him  ascribe  their  crown  ; 

Render  their  homage  at  his  feet, 
And  cast  their  glories  down. 
e  3  Know  that  his  kingdom  is  supreme ; 
Your  lofty  thoughts  are  vain : 
He  calls  you  gods,  that  awful  name, 
But  ye  must  die  like  men. 


Book  II.  HYMN  116—118. 445 

o  4  Then  let  the  sovereigns  of  the  globe 

Not  dare  to  vex  the  just  ; 

He  puts  on  vengeance  like  a  robe, 

And  treads  the  worms  to  dust. 

e  5  Ye  judges  of  the  earth,  be  wise, 

And  think  of  heaven  with  fear; 

The  meanest  saint  that  you  despise 

Has  an  avenger  there. 

HYMN  116.  C.  M.  Swanwich  [*] 
Mercies  and  Thanks. 

1  [TTOW  can  I  sink  with  such  a  prop, 

-tl  As  my  eternal  God, — 
g  Who  bears  the  earth's  huge  pillars  up, 

And  spreads  the  heavens  abroad  ? 
e  2  How  can  I  die  while  Jesus  lives, 

Who  rose  and  left  the  dead ! 
— Pardon  and  grace  my  soul  receives, 

From  mine  exalted  head. 
o  3  All  that  I  am,  and  all  I  have, 

Shall  be  for  ever  thine  ! 
Whate'er  my  duty  bids  me  give, 

My  cheerful  hands  resign. 
— 4  Yet  if  I  might  make  some  reserve, 

And  duty  did  not  call ; 
o  I  love  my  God  with  zeal  so  great, 

That  I  should  give  him  all.] 

HYMNTn.  L.  M.  Green's.  [*] 

Living  and  dying  with  God  present. 

1  [X  CANNOT  bear  thine  absence,  Lord, 

J-  My  life  expires  if  thou  depart ; 
Be  thou,  my  heart,  still  near  my  God, 
And  thou,  my  God,  be  near  my  heart. 

2  I  was  not  born  for  earth  or  sin, 
Nor  can  I  live  on  things  so  vile ; 
Yet  I  will  stay  my  Father's  time, 

And  hope,  and  wait  for  heaven  a  while. 

3  Then,  dearest  Lord,  in  thine  embrace, 
Let  me  resign  my  fleeting  breath  ; 
And,  with  a  smile  upon  my  face, 

Pass  the  important  hour  of  Death.] 


HYMN  118.  L.  M.  Naocourt.  [b*] 
The  Priesthood  of  Christ. 

1  T>  LOOD  has  a  voice  to  pierce  the  skies ; 
9      -D  Revenge — the  blood  of  Abel  cries ; 


446 HYMN  119,  120.  Book  II. 

e  But  the  dear  stream,  when  Christ  was  slain, 
— Speaks  peace — as  loud,  from  ev'ry  vein. 

2  Pardon  and  peace  from  God  on  high ; 

Behold  he  lays  his  vengeance  by; 

And  rebels,  who  deserve  his  sword, 

Become  the  fav'rites  of  the  Lord. 
o  3  To  Jesus  let  our  praises  rise, 

Who  gave  his  life  a  sacrifice  ; 

Now  he  appears  before  our  God, 

And,  for  our  pardon,  pleads  his  blood. 

HYMN  119.  C.  M.  Plymouth,  [b*] 

The  Holy  Scriptures. 

1  T    ADEN  with  guilt  and  full  of  fears, 
J-^   I  fly  to  thee,  my  Lord  ; 

And  not  a  glimpse  of  hope  appears, 
But  in  thy  written  word. 

2  The  volume  of  my  Father's  grace 
Does  all  my  grief  assuage  : 

Here  I  behold  my  Saviour's  face, 

Almost  in  ev'ry  page. 
8  (This  is  the  field  where  hidden  lies 

The  pearl,  of  price  unknown  ; 
That  merchant  is  divinely  wise, 

Who  makes  the  pearl  his  own.) 

4  (Here  consecrated  water  flows, 
To  quench  my  thirst  of  sin  ; 

Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows, 
No  danger  dwells  therein.) 

5  This  is  the  Judge  that  ends  the  strife, 
Where  wit  and  reason  fail ; 

My  guide  to  everlasting  life, 
Through  all  this  gloomy  vale. 

6  Oh  !  may  thy  counsels,  mighty  God, 
My  roving  feet  command  ; 

Nor  I  forsake  the  happy  road 

That  leads  to  thy  right  hand. 

HYMN  120.  S.  M.  Aylesbury,  [b] 

The  Law  and  Gospel  joined  in  Scripture. 

1   npHE  Lord  declares  his  will, 
J-    And  keens  the  world  in  awe: 
e  Amidst  the  smoke  of  Sinai's  hill, 

Breaks  out  his  fiery  law. 
— 2  The  Lord  reveals  his  face, 
And,  smiling  from  above, 


Book  II.  HYMN  121,  122. 447 

o  Sends  down  the  gospeJ  of  his  grace, 

Tii'  epistles  of  his  love. 
— 3  These  sacred  words  impart 

Our  Maimer's  just  commands  ; 
c  The  pity  of  his  melting  heart, 
o  And  vengeance  of  his  hands. 

— 4       (Hence  we  awake  our  fear; 
We  draw  our  comfort  hence  ; 
The  arms  of  grace  are  treasur'd  here, 

And  armour  of  defence.) 
5       (We  learn  Christ  crucify'd, 
And  here  behold  his  blood : 
All  arts  and  knowledges  beside 

Will  do  us  little  good.) 
G       We  read  the  heavenly  word, 

We  take  the  offer'd  grace, 
Obey  the  statutes  of  the  Lord, 
And  trust  his  promises. 
o  7       In  vain  shall  Satan  rage 
Against  a  book  divine, — 
e  Where  wrath  and  lightning  guard  the  page, 
o  Where  beams  of  mercy  shine. 

HYMN  121.  L.  M.  Jrmley.  [b*] 

The  Law  and  Gospel  distinguished. 

1  FT! HE  law  commands,  and  makes  us  know 
A    What  duties  to  our  God  we  owe ; 
o  But  'tis  the  gospel  must  reveal 

Where  lies  our  strength  to  do  his  will. 
e  2  The  law  discovers  guilt  and  sin, 

And  shews  how  vile  our  hearts  have  been; 
o  Only  the  gospel  can  express 

Forgiving  love  and  cleansing  grace. 
e  3  What  curses  does  the  law  denounce 

Against  the  man  who  fails  but  once  ? 
o  But  in  the  gospel  Christ  appears, 

Pard'ning  the  guilt  of  num'rous  years. 
— 4  My  soul,  no  more  attempt  to  draw 

Thy  life  and  comfort  from  the  law ; 
a  Fly  to  the  hope  the  gospel  gives : 

The  man  who  trusts  the  promise — lives. 


M 


HYMN  122.  L.  M.  Bethel  [b*] 

Retirement  and  Meditation. 

Y  God,  permit  me  not  to  be 
A  stranger  to  myself  and  thee  ' 


4  18 HYMN  123,  134.  Book  II . 

Amidst  ;i  thousand  thoughts  I  rove, 

Forgetful  of  my  highest  love. 
e  2  Why  should  my  passions  mix  with  earth, 

And  thus  debase  my  heavenly  birth  ? 

Why  should  I  cleave  to  things  below, 

And  let  my  God,  my  Saviour  go  ? 
d  3  Call  me  away  from  flesh  and  sense  ; 

One  sovereign  word  can  draw  me  thence ; 
— I  would  obey  the  voice  divine, 

And  all  inferiour  joys  resign. 
6  4  Be  earth  with  all  her  scenes  withdrawn ; 

Let  noise  and  vanity  be  gone : 
a  In  secret  silence  of  the  mind, 

My  heaven — and  there  my  God,  I  find. 

HYMN  123.  L.  M.  Gceeri's.  [*] 
The  Benefit  of  Public  Ordinances. 

1  [  \  WAY  from  ev'ry  mortal  care, 

-±\.  Away  from  earth,  our  souls  retreat ; 
We  leave  this  worthless  world  afar, 
And  wait,  and  worship,  near  thy  seat. 

2  Lord,  in  the  temple  of  thy  grace, 
We  see  thy  feet,  and  we  adore  ; 
We  gaze  upon  thy  lovely  face, 

And  learn  the  wonders  of  thy  power. 
p  3  While  here  our  various  wants  we  mourn, 

United  groans  ascend  on  high ; 
— And  prayers  produce  a  quick  return 

Of  blessings  in  variety. 
e  4  (If  Satan  rage,  and  sin  grow  strong, 
— Here  we  receive  some  cheering  word ; 
o  We  gird  the  gospel  armour  on, 
o  To  fight  the  battles  of  the  Lord. 
e  5  Or  if  our  spirit  faints  and  dies, 
— (Our  conscience  gall'd  with  inward  stings,) 
o  Here  does  the  righteous  Sun  arise, 

With  healing  beams  beneath  his  wings.) 
e  6  Father,  my  soul  would  still  abide 

Within  thy  temple,  near  thy  side  : 

But  if  my  feet  must  hence  depart, 

Still  keep  thy  dwelling  in  my  heart.] 
HYMN  124.  C.  M.  York,  [b  *] 


Moses,  Aaron,  and  Joshua. 

)t  the  law  of  ten  i 
On  holy  Sinai  given, 


1  'FT! IS  not  the  law  of  ten  commands, 


Book  II.  HYMN  125,  126. 449 

And  sent  to  men  by  Moses'  hands, 
Can  bring  us  safe  to  heaven. 

2  'Tis  not  the  blood  which  Aaron  spilt, 
Nor  smoke  of  sweetest  smell, 

Can  buy  the  pardon  of  our  guilt, 

Or  save  our  souls  from  hell. 
e  3  Aaron,  the  priest,  resigns  his  breath, 

At  God's  immediate  will ; 
And  in  the  desert  yields  to  death, 

Upon  th'  appointed  hill. 
4  And  thus  on  Jordan's  yonder  side, 

The  tribes  of  Israel  stand  ; 
While  Moses  bow'd  his  head  and  dy'd, 

Short  of  the  promis'd  land. 
o  5  Israel  rejoice,  now  Joshua*  leads, 

He'll  bring  your  tribes  to  rest : 
So  far  the  Saviour's  name  exceeds 

The  ruler  and  the  priest. 

HYMN  125.  L.  M.  PleyeVs.  [b] 

Faith  and  Repentance,  Unbelief  and  Impenitence. 

1  [T    IFE  and  immortal  joys  are  given  [done ; 
-Li   To  souls  that  mourn  the  sins  they've 
Children  of  wrath,  made  heirs  of  heaven, 
By  faith  in  God's  eternal  Son. 
e  2  Wo  to  the  wretch  who  never  felt 
The  inward  pangs  of  pious  grief; 
But  adds  to  all  his  crying  guilt 
The  stubborn  sin  of  unbelief. 

3  The  law  condemns  the  rebel  dead ; 
Under  the  wrath  of  God  he  lies  : 

a  He  seals  the  curse  on  his  own  head, 
And  with  a  double  vengeance  dies.] 

HYMN  126.  C.  M.  Wareham.  [*] 

God  glorified  in  the  Gospel. 

1  npHE  Lord,  descending  from  above, 

-I-    Invites  his  children  near : 
While  power,  and  truth,  and  boundless  love, 
Display  their  glories  here. 

2  Here,  in  the  gospel's  wondrous  frame, 
Fresh  wisdom  we  pursue  ; 

d  A  thousand  angels  learn  thy  name, 
Beyond  whate'er  they  knew. 

•  Joshua  same  with  Jesus,  and  signifies  a  Saviour. 

38* 


450 HYMN  127,  128.  Book  II. 

3  Thy  name  is  writ  in  fairest  lines; 
Thy  wonders  here  we  trace; 

— Wisdom  through  all  the  myst'ry  shines, 
And  shinefl  in  Jesus'  face. 

4  The  law  its  best  obedience  owes 
To  our  incarnate  God  ; 

And  thy  revenging  justice  shows 

Its  honours  in  his  blood, 
o  5  But  still  the  lustre  of  thy  grace 

Our  warmer  thoughts  employs ; 
Gilds  the  whole  scene  with  brighter  rays, 

And  more  exalts  our  joys. 

HYMN  127.  L.  M.  Portugal  [*] 

Circumcision  and  Baptism. 

1  rTlHUS  did  the  sons  of  Abra'am  pass 

JL    Under  the  bloody  seal  of  grace  ; 
The  young  disciples  bore  the  yoke, 
Till  Christ  the  painful  bondage  broke. 

2  By  milder  ways  does  Jesus  prove, 
His  Father's  cov'nant  and  his  love ; 
He  seals  to  saints  his  glorious  grace, 
Nor  does  forbid  their  infant  race. 

3  Their  seed  is  sprinkled  with  his  blood, 
Their  children  set  apart  for  God ; 

His  Spirit  on  their  offspring  shed, 
Like  water  pour'd  upon  the  head, 
o  4  Let  ev'ry  saint,  with  cheerful  voice, 
In  this  large  covenant  rejoice  ; 
Young  children,  in  their  early  days. 
Shall  give  the  God  of  Abra'am  praise. 

HYMN  128.  C.  M.  China.  Plymouth,  [b] 

Corrupt  Xuturc  from  Adam. 

1  "OLESS'D  with  the  joys  of  innocence, 
J3  Adam  our  Father  stood, 

Till  he  debas'd  his  soul  to  sense, 
And  ate  th'  unlawful  food. 

2  Now7  we  are  born  a  sensual  race, 
To  sinful  joys  inclin'd  ; 

Reason  has  lost  its  native  place, 
And  flesh  enslaves  the  mind. 

3  While  flesh,  and  sense,  and  passion  reigns, 
Sin  is  the  sweetest  good  ; 


Book  II.  HYMN  129,  130. 451 

We  fancy  music  in  our  chains, 
And  so  forget  the  load. 

4  Great  God,  renew  our  ruin'd  frame, — 
Our  broken  powers  restore  ; 

Inspire  us  with  a  heave nly  flame, 
And  flesh  shall  reign  no  more. 

5  Eternal  Spirit,  write  thy  law 
Upon  our  inward  parts  ; 

And  let  the  second  Adam  draw 
His  image  on  our  hearts. 

HYMN  129.  L.  M.  Bath.  Islington,  [*] 

We  walk  by  Faith,  not  by  Sight. 

1  TF1IS  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come, 

J-  We  walk  through  deserts  dark  as  night; 
Till  we  arrive  at  heaven,  our  home, 
Faith  is  our  guide,  and  faith  our  light. 

2  The  want  of  sight  she  well  supplies  ; 
She  makes  the  pearly  gates  appear ; 
Far  into  distant  worlds  she  pries, 
And  brings  eternal  glories  near. 

3  Cheerful  we  tread  the  desert  through, 
While  faith  supplies  a  heavenly  ray ; 
Though  lions  roar,  and  tempests  blow, 
And  rocks  and  dangers  fill  the  way. 

4  So  Abra'am,  by  divine  command, 
Left  his  own  house  to  walk  with  God ; 
His  faith  beheld  the  promis'd  land, 
And  fir'd  his  zeal  along  the  road. 

HYMN  130.  C.  M.  Sunday.  [*] 

The  JYeio  Creation. 

1  \  TTEND,  while  God's  exalted  Son 
-t\-  Doth  his  own  glory  shew  : 

d  'Behold,  I  sit  upon  my  throne, 
1  Creating  all  things  new. 

2  '  Nature  and  sin  are  pass'd  away, 
1  And  the  old  Adam  dies  ; 

1  My  hands  a  new  foundation  lay — 
1  See  the  new  world  arise  ! 

3  '  I'll  be  a  Sun  of  righteousness 
1  To  the  new  heavens  I  make  ; 

1  None,  but  the  new  born  heirs  of  grace, 
'My  glories  shall  partake.' 
e  4  Mighty  Redeemer,  set  me  free 
From  my  old  state  of  sin ; 


452 HYMN  131,  132.  Book  II 

Oh,  make  my  soul  alive  to  thee ; 

Create  new  powers  within. 
5  Renew  mine  eyes,  and  form  mine  ears, 

And  mould  my  heart  afresh  ; 
Give  me  new  passions,  joys,  and  fears, 

And  turn  the  stone  to  flesh. 
— 6  Far  from  the  regions  of  the  dead, 

From  sin,  and  earth,  and  hell, — 
In  the  new  world  that  grace  has  made, 

I  would  for  ever  dwell. 

HYMN  131.  L.  M.  Castle-Street.  Leeds.  [*] 

The  Excellency  of  the  Christian  Religion. 

o  1  T    ET  everlasting  glories  crown, 

-L*  Thy  head,  my  Saviour,  and  my  Lord ; 

Thy  hands  have  brought  salvation  down, 

And  writ  the  blessings  in  thy  word. 

2  [What  if  we  trace  the  globe  around, 

And  search  from  Britain  to  Japan ; 

There  shall  be  no  religion  found, 

So  just  to  God,  so  safe  for  man.] 
— 3  In  vain  the  trembling  conscience  seeks 

Some  solid  ground  to  rest  upon  ; 

With  long  despair  the  spirit  breaks, 

Till  we  apply  to  Christ  alone. 
e  4  How  well  thy  blessed  truths  agree  ! 

How  wise  and  holy  thy  commands ! 
— Thy  promises — how  firm  they  be  ! 

How  firm  our  hope  and  comfort  stands ! 
o  5  Not  the  feign'd  fields  of  heath'nish  bliss 

Could  raise  such  pleasures  in  the  mind ; 

Nor  does  the  Turkish  paradise 

Pretend  to  joys  so  well  refin'd. 
— 6  Should  all  the  forms  that  men  devise 

Assault  my  faith  with  treach'rous  art, 

I'd  call  them  vanity  and  lies, 

And  bind  the  gospel  to  my  heart. 

HYMN  132.  C.  M.  Colchester.  [*] 

The  Offices  of  Christ. 

1  \\/^E  bless  the  prophet  of  the  Lord, 

▼  ▼     Who  comes  with  truth  and  grace; 
Jesus,  thy  Spirit  and  thy  word 
Shall  lead  us  in  thy  ways. 

2  We  rev'rence  our  High  Priest  above, 
Who  orTer'd  up  his  blood  ; 


Boole  II.  HYMN  133,  134.  453 

And  lives  to  carry  on  his  love, 
By  pleading  with  our  God. 

3  We  honour  our  exalted  King ; 
How  sweet  are  his  commands  ! 

He  guards  our  souls  from  hell  and  sin, 
By  his  almighty  hands. 

4  Hosannato  his  glorious  name, 
Who  saves  by  diff'rent  ways  ; 

His  mercy  lays  a  sov'reign  claim 
To  our  immortal  praise. 

HYMN  133.  L.  M.  Brentford.  [« 

The  Operations  of  the  Holy  Spirit. 

o  1    Mf  TERNAL  Spirit,  we  confess 

J-i   And  sing  the  wonders  of  thy  grace ; 

Vhy  power  conveys  our  blessings  down. 

From  God,  the  Father,  and  the  Son. 

2  Enlighten'd  by  thy  heavenly  ray, 

Our  shades  and  darkness  turn  to  day ; 

Thine  inward  teachings  make  us  know 

Our  danger,  and  our  refuge  too. 
o  3  Thy  power  and  glory  work  within, 

And  break  the  chains  of  reigning  sin ; 

Do  our  imperious  lusts  subdue, 

And  form  our  wretched  hearts  anew. 
— 4  The  troubled  conscience  knows  thy  voice ; 
o  Thy  cheering  words  awake  our  joys ; 
o  Thy  words  allay  tiie  stormy  wind, 
— And  calm  the  surges  of  the  mind. 

HYMN  134.  C.  M.  York.  [*] 

Circumcision  abolished. 

1  [riiHE  promise  was  divinely  free, — 

JL    Extensive  was  the  grace ; 
1 1  will  the  God  of  Abra'am  be, 
'  And  of  his  num'rous  race.' 

2  He  said,  and  with  a  bloody  seal 
Confirm'd  the  words  he  spoke ; 

Long  did  the  sons  of  Abra'am  feel 
The  sharp  and  painful  yoke  : 

3  Till  God's  own  Son,  descending  low, 
Gave  his  own  flesh  to  bleed ; 

And  Gentiles  taste  the  blessings  now, 
From  the  hard  bondage  freed. 

4  The  God  of  Abra'am  claims  our  praise ; 
His  promises  endure; 


454 HYMN  135,  136,  137.        Book  II 

And  Christ  the  Lord,  in  gentler  ways; 

Makes  the  salvation  sure] 

HYMN  135.  L.  M.  Oporto.  £*] 

S  and  Pn>>.  <    nisi. 

d  1  "OEHOLD,  the  woman's  promis'd  Seed.1 
-L*  Behold  the  great  Messiah  come  ! 

Behold  the  prophets  all  agreed, 

To  give  him  the  superiour  room! 
— 2  Abra'am,  the  saint,  rejoie'd  of  old, 

When  visions  of  the  Lord  he  saw  : 

Moses,  the  man  of  God,  foretold 

This  great  Fuliiller  of  his  law. 

3  The  types  bore  witness  to  his  name, 
Obtahrd  their  chief  design,  and  ceas'd; 
The  incense,  and  the  bleeding  lamb, 
The  ark,  the  altar,  and  the  priest. 

4  Predictions  in  abundance  meet, 
To  join  their  blessings  on  his  head: 

o  Jesus,  we  worship  at  thy  feet, 

And  nations  own  the  Promis'd  Seed. 

HYMN  136.  L.  M.  Nantwich.  [*] 

Miracles  at  the  Birth  of  Christ. 

1  [npHE  King  of  glory  sends  his  Son, 

JL    To  make  his  entrance  on  this  earth ; 
Behold  the  midnight  bright  as  noon, 
And  heavenly  hosts  declare  his  birth  ! 

2  About  the  young  Redeemer's  head, 
What  wonders,  and  what  glories  meet ! 
An  unknown  star  arose,  and  led 

The  eastern  sages  to  his  feet. 

3  Simeon  and  Anna  both  conspire 
The  infant  Saviour  to  proclaim  : 
Inward  they  felt  the  sacred  fire, 

And  bless'd  the  babe,  and  own'd  his  name. 

4  Let  Jews  and  Greeks  blaspheme  aloud, 
And  treat  the  holy  child  with  scorn ; 
Our  souls  adore  th'  eternal  God, 

Who  condescended  to  be  born.] 

HYMN  137.  L.  M.  Gloucester.  [*] 

Mirmeles  in  the  Life,  Death,  and  Resurrection  of  Christ. 

e<  1  "OEHOLD,  the  blind  their  sight  receive! 
-D   Behold,  the  dead  awake,  and  live! 
The  dumb  speak  wonders!  and  the  lame 
Leap  like  the  hart,  and  bless  his  name ! 


Book  II.  HYMN  138,  139. 455 

2  Thus  does  th'  eternal  Spirit  own, 
— And  seal  the  mission  of  the  Son  ; 

The  Father  vindicates  his  cause, 

While  he  hangs  bleeding  on  the  cross. 
e  3  He  dies  : — the  heavens  in  mourning  stood! 
o  He  rises — and  appears  a  God  ! 
o  Behold  the  Lord  ascending  high, 

No  more  to  bleed,  no  more  to  die. 
— 4  Hence  and  for  ever  from  my  heart 

I  bid  my  doubts  and  fears  depart ; 

And  to  those  hands  my  soul  resign, 

Which  bear  credentials  so  divine. 

HYMN  138.  L.  M.  Blendon.  Leeds.  [*] 

The  Potcer  of  the  Gospel. 

1   ri^HIS  is  the  word  of  truth  and  love, 
JL    Sent  to  the  nations  from  above ; 
o  Jehovah  here  resolves  to  shew 

What  his  almighty  grace  can  do. 
— 2  This  remedy  did  wisdom  find, 

To  heal  diseases  of  the  mind  ; 
o  This  sovereign  balm,  whose  virtues  can 

Restore  the  ruin'd  creature,  man. 
— 3  The  gospel  bids  the  dead  revive ; 

Sinners  obey  the  voice,  and  live ; 

Dry  bones  are  rais'd,  and  cloth'd  afresh, 

And  hearts  of  stone  are  turn'd  to  flesh. 

4  (Where  Satan  reign'd  in  shades  of  night, 
The  gospel  strikes  a  heavenly  light : 

Our  lusts  its  wondrous  power  controls, 
And  calms  the  rage  of  angry  souls. 

5  Lions  and  beasts  of  savage  name 
Put  on  the  nature  of  the  lamb  ; 

e  While  the  wide  world  esteems  it  strange, 
a  Gaze,  and  admire,  and  hate  the  change.) 
— 6  May  but  this  grace  my  soul  renew, 

Let  sinners  gaze  and  hate  me  too ; 
o  The  word  that  saves  me  does  engage 

A  sure  defence  from  all  their  rage. 

HYMN  139.  L.  M.  Sicilian.  PleyeVs.  [*] 

The  Example  of  Christ. 

1  11/I~Y  dear  Redeemer,  and  my  Lord, 

-ItJL  I  read  my  duty  in  thy  word ; 
But  in  thy  life  the  law  appears, 
Drawn  out  in  living  characters. 


456 HYMN  140,  141.  Book  II. 

2  Such  was  thy  truth,  and  such  thy  zeal, 
Such  def  'rence  to  thy  Father's  will — 
Such  love,  and  meekness  so  divine — 
I  would  transcribe  and  make  them  mine. 

p  3  Cold  mountains,  and  the  midnight  air, 
Witness'd  the  fervour  of  thy  prayer ; 
The  desert  thy  temptations  knew, 
Thy  conflict,  and  thy  vict'ry  too. 

— 4  Be  thou  my  pattern  ;  make  me  bear 
More  of  thy  gracious  image  here  ! 
Then  God,  the  Judge,  shall  own  my  name, 
Amongst  the  foll'wers  of  the  Lamb. 

HYMN  140.  C.  M.  Mear.  [*] 

The  Examples  of  Christ  and  the  Sainfs. 

o  1    /^  IVE  me  the  wings  of  faith,  to  rise 
VU~  Within  the  vail,  and  see 
The  saints  above,  how  great  their  joys. 
How  bright  their  glories  be  ! 
p  2  Once  they  were  mourning  here  below, 
And  wet  their  couch  with  tears  : 
They  wrestled  hard,  as  we  do  now, 
With  sins,  and   doubts,  and  fears. 
— 3  I  ask  them,  whence  their  vict'ry  came  ; 

They,  with  united  breath, 
o  Ascribe  their  conquest  to  the  Lamb — 

Their  triumph  to  his  death. 
— 4  They  mark'd  the  footsteps  he  had  trod  ; 
(His  zeal  inspir'd  their  breast ;) 
And,  foll'wing  their  incarnate  God, 

Possess^  the  promis'd  rest. 
5  Our  glorious  Leader  claims  our  praise, 

For  his  own  pattern  given  ; 
While  the  long  cloud  of  witnesses 
Shew  the  same  path  to  heaven. 

_HYMN  141.  C.  M.  St.  Martin's.  [*] 

Preaching.  Baptism,  and  the  Lord's  Supper. 

1  IVTY  Saviour  God,  my  Sovereign  Prince, 
-LTJ-  Reigns  far  above  the  skies  ; 

But  brings  his  graces  down  to  sense, 
And  helps  my  faith  to  rise. 

2  My  eyes  and  ears  shall  bless  his  name  ; 
They  read  and  hear  his  word ; 


Book  II.  HYMN  142,  143. 457 

My  touch  and  taste  shall  do  the  same, 
When  they  receive  the  Lord. 

3  Baptismal  water  is  design'd 
To  seal  his  cleansing  grace ; 

While,  at  his  feast  of  bread  and  wine, 
He  gives  his  saints  a  place. 

4  But  not  the  waters  of  a  flood 
Can  make  my  flesh  so  clean, 

As,  by  his  Spirit  and  his  blood, 
He'll  wash  my  soul  from  sin. 

5  Not  choicest  meats,  nor  noblest  wines, 
So  much  my  heart  refresh, 

As  when  my  faith  goes  through  the  signs, 
And  feeds  upon  his  flesh. 

6  I  love  the  Lord,  who  stoops  so  low, 
To  give  his  word  a  seal ; 

But  the  rich  grace  his  hands  bestow, 
Exceeds  the  figures  still. 

HYMN  142.  S.  M.  Peckkam.  [b*] 

Faith  in  Christ  our  Sacrifice. 

e  1  IVTOT  all  the  blood  of  beasts, 
In    On  Jewish  altars  slain, 
Could  give  the  guilty  conscience  peace, 
Or  wash  away  the  stain. 
o  2      But  Christ,  the  heavenly  Lamb, 
Takes  all  our  sins  away ; 
A  sacrifice  of  nobler  name, 

And  richer  blood  than  they, 
p  3      My  faith  would  lay  her  hand 
On  that  dear  head  of  thine, — 
While  like  a  penitent  I  stand, 
And  there  confess  my  sin. 
— 4      My  soul  looks  back  to  see 

The  burdens  thou  didst  bear, — 
When  hanging  on  the  cursed  tree, — 
And  hopes  her  guilt  was  there, 
u  5      Believing,  we  rejoice 

To  see  the  curse  remove ; 
s  We  bless  the  Lamb  with  cheerful  voice, 
And  sing  his  bleeding  love. 

HYMN  143.  C.  M  Armhy.  [b  *] 

Flesh  and  Spirit. 

HAT  diff 'rent  powers  of  grace  and  sin 
Attend  our  mortal  state  ! 


■w 


458 HYMN  144,  145.  Book  II. 

I  hate  the  thoughts  that  work  within, 

And  do  the  works  I  hate. 
p  2  Now  I  complain,  and  groan,  and  die, 

While  sin  and  Satan  reign  : 
o  Now  raise  my  songs  of  triumph  high, 

For  grace  prevails  again. 
— 3  So  darkness  struggles  with  the  light, 

Till  perfect  day  arise  ; 
Water  and  fire  maintain  the  fight, 

Until  the  weaker  dies. 

4  Thus  will  the  flesh  and  spirit  strive, 
And  vex  and  break  my  peace  ; 

o  But  I  shall  quit  this  mortal  life, 
And  sin  for  ever  cease.] 

HYMN  144.  L.M.  Old  Hundred.  [*] 

Effusions  of  the  Spirit  :  Success  of  the  Gospel. 

1    /^  REAT  was  the  day,  the  joy  was  great, 
VX  When  the  divine  disciples  met; 

Whilst  on  their  heads  the  Spirit  came, 

And  sat  like  tongues  of  cloven  flame. 
e  2  What  gifts,  what  miracles  he  gave ! 

And  power  to  give,  and  power  to  save ! 

Fumish'd  their  tongues  with  wondrous  words, 

Instead  of  shields,  and  spears,  and  swords. 
— 3  Thus  arm'd,  he  sent  the  champions  forth, 
o  From  east  to  west,  from  south  to  north ; 
d  '  Go — and  assert  your  Saviour's  cause  ; 

'  Go — spread  the  myst'ry  of  his  cross.' 
— 4  These  weapons  of  the  holy  war, 

Of  what  almighty  force  they  are — 

To  make  our  stubborn  passions  bow, 

And  lay  the  proudest  rebel  low ! 

5  Nations,  the  learned  and  the  rude, 
Are  by  those  heavenly  arms  subdu'd : 
While  Satan  rages  at  his  loss, 

And  hates  the  doctrine  of  the  cross. 

6  Great  King  of  grace,  my  heart  subdue, 
1  would  be  led  in  triumph  too — 

A  willing  captive  to  my  Lord — 
And  sing  the  vict'ries  of  his  word. 

IJYMN  145.  CM.  Barhi.  [*] 

Sight  through  a  glass,  and  Face  to  Face. 

1  ["I"  LOVE  the  windows  of  thy  grace, 
I-  Through  which  my  Lord  is  seen  * 


Book  II.  HYMN  146,  147. 459 

And  long  to  meet  my  Saviour's  face, 

Without  a  glass  between, 
e  2  Oh,  that  the  happy  hour  were  come ; 

To  change  my  faith  to  sight ! 
— I  should  behold  my  Lord  at  home, 

In  a  diviner  light. 
o  3  Haste,  my  Beloved,  and  remove 

These  interposing  days ; 
— Then  shall  my  passions  all  be  love, 

And  all  my  powers  be  praise.] 

HYMN  146.  L.  M.  Babylon.  Carthage,  [b] 

Vanity  of  Creatures :  or,  no  Rest  on  Earth. 

1  1VTAN  has  a  soul  of  vast  desires ; 

-IT J-  He  burns  within  with  restless  fires ; 
Toss'd  to  and  fro,  his  passions  fly 
From  vanity  to  vanity. 

2  In  vain  on  earth  we  hope  to  find 
Some  solid  good  to  fill  the  mind  : 
We  try  new  pleasures ;  but  we  fee) 
The  inward  thirst  and  torment  still. 

3  So  w7hen  a  raging  fever  burns, 
We  shift  from  side  to  side,  by  turns  ; 
And  'tis  a  poor  relief  we  gain, 

To  change  the  place,  but  keep  the  pain. 

4  Great  God,  subdue  this  vicious  thirst, 
This  love  to  vanity  and  dust ; 

Cure  the  vile  fever  of  the  mind. 
And  feed  our  souls  with  joys  refin'd. 

HYMN  147.  C.  M.  Barby.  [*] 

The  Creation  of  the  World.     Gen.  1. 

1  ['TVTOW  let  a  spacious  world  arise,' 

-i^i    Said  the  Creator  Lord: 
At  once  th'  obedient  earth  and  skies 
Rose  at  his  sovereign  word. 

2  (Dark  was  the  deep  :  the  waters  lay 
Confus'd,  and  drown'd  the  land ; 

He  call'd  the  light ;  the  new  born  day 
Attends  on  his  command. 

3  He  bids  the  clouds  ascend  on  high ; 
The  clouds  ascend,  and  bear 

A  wat'ry  treasure  to  the  sky, 
And  float  on  softer  air. 

4  The  liquid  element  below 
Was  gather'd  by  his  hand ; 


460 HYMN  148.  Bonk  II. 

The  rolling  sens  together  How. 
And  leave  the  solid  land. 

5  With  herbs  and  plants  of  ilow'ry  birth, 
The  naked  globe  he  crown'd ; 

Ere  there  was  rain  to  bless  the  earth, 
Or  sun  to  warm  the  ground. 

6  Then  he  adorn'd  the  upper  skies : 
Behold  the  sun  appears  : 

The  moon  and  stars  in  order  rise, 
To  mark  out  months  and  years. 

7  Out  of  the  deep  th*  almighty  King; 
Did  vital  beings  frame  ; 

The  painted  fowls  of  ev'ry  wins, 
And  fish  of  ev'ry  name.) 

8  He  gave  the  lion  and  the  worm, 
At  onee,  their  wondrous  birth  ; 

And  grazing  beasts,  of  various  form. 
Rose  from  the  teeming  earth. 

9  Adam  was  iram'd  of  equal  clay, 
Though  sovereign  of  the  rest ; 

Design'd  for  nobler  ends  than  they, 
With  God's  own  image  bless'd. 

10  Thus  glorious  in  the  Maker's  eye, 
The  young  creation  stood ; 

He  saw  the  building  from  on  high, 
His  wrord  pronoune'd  it  good. 

11  Lord,  while  the  frame  of  nature  stands, 
Thy  praise  shall  fill  my  tongue ; 

But  the  new  world  of  grace  demands 
A  more  exalted  song.] 

HYMN  148.  C.  M.  Canterbury.  St.  Ann's,  [b*] 

God  reconcil'd  In  Christ. 

e  1  TT^EAREST  of  all  the  names  above, 

JL/  My  Jesus  and  my  God — 
Who  can  resist  thy  heavenly  love, 

Or  trifle  with  thy  blood  ? 
— 2  'Tis  by  the  merit?  of  thy  death, 

The  Father  smiles  again  : 
'Tis  by  thine  interceding  breath, 

The  Spirit  dwells  with  men. 
o  3  Till  God  in  human  flesh  I  see, 

My  thoughts  no  comfort  find  ; 


Book  II.  HYMN  149,  150.  481 

a  The  holy,  just,  and  sacred  Three 

Are  terrours  to  my  mind, 
e  4  But  if  Emmanuel's  face  appear, 
My  hope,  my  joy  begins  ; 
His  name  forbids  my  slavish  fear, 
His  grace  removes  my  sins. 
— 5  While  Jews  on  their  own  law  rely, 
And  Greeks  of  wisdom  boast ; 
I  love  th'  Incarnate  Mystery, 

And  there  I  fix  my  trust. 

HYMN  149.  C.  M.  Arundel  [*] 

Honour  to  Magistrates. 

1  [Xjl  TERNAL  Sovereign  of  the  sky, 

JC^   And  Lord  of  all  below, 
We  mortals  to  thy  Majesty 
Our  first  obedience  owe. 

2  Our  souls  adore  thy  throne  supreme, 
And  bless  thy  providence, 

For  magistrates  of  meaner  name, 
Our  glory  and  defence. 

3  (The  crowns  of  all  those  princes  shine, 
With  rays  above  the  rest, 

Where  lawTs  and  liberties  combine, 
To  make  the  nation  blest.) 

4  Kingdoms  on  firm  foundations  stand, 
While  virtue  finds  reward ; 

And  sinners  perish  from  the  land, 
By  justice  and  the  sword. 

5  Let  Caesar's  due  be  ever  paid 
To  Caesar  and  his  throne ; 

But  consciences  and  souls  were  made 

To  be  the  Lord's  alone.] 

HYMN  150.  C.  M.  Plymouth,  [b] 
The  Dcccitfulncss  of  Sin. 

1  CHN  has  a  thousand  treach'rous  arts 
^3  To  practise  on  the  mind  ; 

With  flatt'ring  looks  she  tempts  our  hearts, 
But  leaves  a  sting  behind. 

2  With  names  of  virtue  she  deceives 
The  aged  and  the  young ; 

And  while  the  heedless  wretch  believes, 
She  makes  his  fetters  strong. 

3  She  pieads  for  all  the  joys  she  brings, 
And  gives  a  fair  pretence  ; 


462 HYMN  151,  152.  Book  1 1 . 

But  cheats  the  soul  of  heavenly  things, 
And  chains  it  down  to  sense* 

4  So  on  a  tree  divinely  lair, 

Grew  the  forbidden  food; 
Our  mother  took  the  poison  there, 

And  tainted  all  her  blood. 

HYMN  151.  L.  M.  Islington.  [*] 

Prophecy  and  Inspiration. 

1  TF1WAS  by  an  order  from  the  Lord, 

JL    The  ancient  prophets  spoke  his  word  ,* 
His  spirit  did  their  tongues  inspire, 
And  warnvd  their  hearts  with  heavenly  fire. 

2  The  works  and  wonders  which  they  wrought, 
Confirmed  the  messages  they  brought ; 

The  prophet's  pen  succeeds  his  breath, 

To  save  the  holy  words  from  death. 
e  3  Great  God,  mine  eyes  with  pleasure  look 

On  the  dear  volume  of  thy  book  ; 

There  my  Redeemer's  face  I  see, 

And  read  his  Name  who  died  for  me. 
o  4  Let  the  false  raptures  of  the  mind 

Be  lost,  and  vanish  in  the  wind : 
— Here  I  can  fix  my  hope  secure  : 

This  is  thy  word,  and  must  endure. 

HYMN  152.  CM.  Bedford.  [*] 

SifUU  and  Sion.  Heb.  xii,  IS,  »fcc. 

e  1  1VTOT  to  the  terrours  of  the  Lord, 
J-^l    The  tempest,  fire  and  smoke  ; 
Not  to  the  thunder  of  that  word 
Which  God  on  Sinai  spoke  :— 
o  2  But  we  are  come  to  Zion's  hill, 
The  city  of  our  God  ; 
Where  milder  words  declare  his  will, 
And  spread  ins  love  abroad. 
e  3  Behold  th'  innumerable  host 
Of  angels  cloth'd  in  light ! 
Behold  the  spirits  of  the  just, 
Whose  faith  is  turn'd  to  sight! 

4  Behold  the  bless'd  assembly  there, 
Whose  names  are  writ  in  heaven ; 

Hear  God.  the  Judge  of  all,  declare 
Their  vilest  sins  forgiven. 

5  The  saints  on  earth,  and  all  the  dead, 

ut  one  communion  make  ; 


Book  II.  HYMN  153,  154. 463 

All  join  in  Christ  their  living  head, 

And  of  his  grace  partake. 
o  6  In  such  society  as  this, 

My  weary  soul  would  rest : 
The  man  who  dwells  where  Jesus  is, 

Must  be  for  ever  blest. 

HYMN  153.  C.  M.  Reading,  [b] 

Distemper,  Folly,  and  Madness  of  Sin. 

e  1   C  IN,  like  a  venomous  disease, 

£5  Infects  our  vital  blood  ; 
— The  only  balm  is  sovereign  grace, 

And  the  physician,  God. 
e  2  Our  beauty  and  our  strength  are  fled, 

And  we  draw  near  to  death ; 
o  But  Christ,  the  Lord,  recals  the  dead, 

With  his  almighty  breath. 
e  3  Madness,  by  nature,  reigns  within, 

The  passions  burn  and  rage, 
— Till  God's  own  Son,  with  skill  divine, 

The  inward  fire  assuage. 
e  4  (We  lick  the  dust,  we  grasp  the  wind, 

And  solid  good  despise  : 
— Such  is  the  folly  of  the  mind, 

Till  Jesus  make  us  wise.) 
e  5  W7e  give  our  souls  the  wounds  they  feel, 

We  drink  the  pois'nous  gall, 
o  And  rush  with  fury  down  to  hell — 
—    But  heaven  prevents  the  fall. 

6  (The  man  possessed  among  the  tombs, 

Cuts  his  own  flesh,  and  cries  : 
o  He  foams  and  raves,'till  Jesus  comes, 

And  the  foul  spirit  flies.) 

HYMN  154.  L.  M.  Armley.  [b*] 

Self-righteousness  insufficient. 

1  '"V^"HERE  are  the  mourners,'  saith  the  Lord, 
▼  ▼    '  Who  wait  and  trem ble  at  my  word — 
1  Who  walk  in  darkness  all  the  day  ? 

1  Come,  make  my  name  your  trust  and  stay. 

2  ('  No  works,  no  duties  of  your  own, 
'  Can  for  the  smallest  sin  atone ; 

*  The  robes  that  nature  may  provide, 
'  Will  not  your  least  pollutions  hide. 

3  l  The  softest  couch  that  nature  knows 
1  Can  give  the  conscience  no  repose : 


464 HYMN  155,  156.  Book  II. 

o  '  Look  to  my  righteousness,  and  live  ; 
*  Comfort  and  peace  are  mine  to  give.) 

— 4  '  Ye  sons  of  pride,  who  kindle  coals 
4  With  your  own  hands,  to  warm  your  souls, 
'Walk  in  the  light  of  your  own  fire, 
'Enjoy  the  sparks  that  ye  desire  : — 

e  5  'This  is  your  portion  at  my  hands, — 
'  Hell  waits  you  with  hei  iron  bands  ; 

a  '  Ye  shall  lie  down  in  sorrow  there, 
'  In  death,  and  darkness,  and  despair.' 

HYMN  155.  C.  M.  Tunbridge.  [b] 

Christ  our  Passover. 

e  1  X    O,  the  destroying  angel  flies 

-1-^   To  Pharaoh's  stubborn  land ! 
The  pride,  the  flower  of  Egypt  dies, 

By  his  vindictive  hand. 
o  2  He  pass'd  the  tents  of  Jacob  o'er, 

Nor  pour'd  the  wrath  divine  ; 
He  saw  the  blood  on  every  door, 

And  bless'd  the  peaceful  sign. 
— 3  Thus  the  appointed  Lamb  must  bleed 

To  break  th'  Egyptian  yoke  ; 
o  Thus  Israel  is  from  bondage  freed, 

And  'scapes  the  angel's  stroke. 
4  Lord,  if  my  heart  were  sprinkled  too 

With  blood  so  rich  as  thine, 
Justice  no  longer  would  pursue 

This  guilty  soul  of  mine. 
—5  Jesus,  our  passover,  was  slain, 

And  has  at  once  procur'd 
o  Freedom  from  Satan's  heavy  chain, 

And  God's  avenging  sword. 

HYMN  156.  C.  M.  Plymouth,  [b] 

Satan's  various  Temptations. 

1  X  HATE  the  tempter,  and  his  charms, 
J-  I  hate  his  flatt'ring  breath ; 

The  serpent  takes  a  thousand  forms. 
To  cheat  our  souls  to  death. 

2  He  feeds  our  hopes  with  airy  dreams, 
Or  kills  with  slavish  fear ; 

And  holds  us  still  in  wide  extremes, 
Presumption  or  despair. 


Book  II.  HYMN  157,  158. 465 

3  Now  he  persuades,  How  easy  His 
To  ivalk  the  road  to  heaven ; 

Anon  he  swells  our  sins,  and  cries, 
They  cannot  be  forgiven. 

4  (He  bids  young  sinners,  Yet  forbear 
To  think  of  God  or  death ; 

For  prayer  and  grave  devotion  are 
But  melancholy  breath. 

5  He  tells  the  aged,  They  must  die, 
And  His  too  late  to  pray ; 

In  vain  for  mercy  now  they  cry, 

For  they  have  lost  their  day.) 
e  6  Thus  he  supports  his  cruel  throne, 

By  mischief  and  deceit ; 
And  drags  the  sons  of  Adam  down 

To  darkness  and  the  pit. 
o  7  Almighty  God,  cut  short  his  power ; 

Let  him  in  darkness  dwell ; 
And  that  he  vex  the  earth  no  more, 

Confine  him  down  to  hell. 

HYMN  157.  C.  M.  Reading,  [b] 

The  Same. 

1  TVTOW  Satan  comes  with  dreadful  roar, 

-L^l    And  threatens  to  destroy; 
He  worries  whom  he  can't  devour, 

With  a  malicious  joy. 
o  2  Ye  sons  of  God,  oppose  his  rage ; 

Resist,  and  he'll  be  gone  : 
— Thus  did  our  dearest  Lord  engage, 

And  vanquish  him  alone. 
e  3  Now  he  appears  almost  divine, 

Like  innocence  and  love ; 
— But  the  old  serpent  lurks  within, 

When  he  assumes  the  dove. 
o  4  Fly  from  the  false  deceiver's  tongue, 

Ye  sons  of  Adam,  fly ! 
e  Our  parents  found  the  snare  too  strong ; 

Nor  should  the  children  try. 

HYMN  158.  L.  M.  Geneva.  Babylon,  [b] 

Few  Saved :  or,  The  Almost  Christian. 

e  1  "OROAD  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death, 
-D  And  thousands  walk  together  there ; 
But  wisdom  shews  a  narrow  path, 
With  here  and  there  a  traveller. 


466 HYMN  159,  160.  Book  II, 

d  2  Deny  thyself  and  take  thy  cross, 

e  Is  the  Redeemer's  -rent  command  ; 

— Nature  must  count  her  gold  but  dross, 
If  she  would  gain  this  heavenly  land. 

p  3  The  fearful  soul,  that  tires  and  faints, 
And  walks  the  ways  of  God  no  more, 
Is  but  esteem'd — almost  a  saint — 
And  makes  his  own  destruction  sure. 

— 4  Lord,  let  not  all  my  hopes  be  vain ; 
Create  my  heart  entirely  new  : 
Which  hypocrites  could  ne'er  attain  ; 
Which  false  apostates  never  knew. 

HYMN  159.  C.  M.  Plymouth.   Wantage.  [*] 

Unconverted  state  :  or,  Converting  Grace. 

1    f~^  REAT  King  of  dory  and  of  grace, 

*<J~  We  own.  with  humble  shame, 
How  vile  is  our  degenerate  race, 

And  our  first  father's  name. 
— 2  From  Adam  flows  our  tainted  blood, — 

The  poison  reigns  within  ; 
Makes  us  averse  to  all  that's  good, 

And  willing  slaves  to  sin. 

3  [Daily  we  break  thy  holy  laws, 
And  then  reject  thy  grace  ; 

Engag'd,  in  the  old  Serpent's  cause, 
Against  our  Maker's  face.] 

4  We  live  estrang'd  afar  from  God, 
And  love  the  distance  well ; 

With  haste  we  run  the  dang'rous  road, 

That  leads  to  death  and  hell. 
e  5  And  can  such  rebels  be  restor'd ! 

Such  natures  made  divine  ! 
o  Let  sinners  see  thy  glory.  Lord, 

And  feel  this  power  of  thine. 
o  6  We  raise  our  Father's  name  on  high, 

Who  his  own  Spirit  sends, 
o  To  bring  rebellious  strangers  nigh, 

And  turn  his  foes  to  friends. 

HYMN  160.  L.  M.  Armley.  [*] 

Custom  in  Sin. 

1  "       ET  the  wild  leopards  of  the  wood 

JLi   Put  ofTthe  spots  that  nature  gives; 
Then  may  the  wicked  turn  to  God, 
And  change  their  tempers,  and  their  lives 


Book  II.  HYMN  161,  163. 467 

2  As  well  might  Ethiopian  slaves 
Wash  out  the  darkness  of  their  skin  ; 
The  dead  as  well  may  leave  their  graves, 
As  old  transgressors  cease  to  sin. 

3  Where  vice  has  held  its  empire  long, 
'Twill  not  endure  the  least  control ; 
None,  but  a  power  divinely  strong, 
Can  turn  the  current  of  the  soul. 

4  Great  God,  I  own  thy  power  divine, 
That  works  to  change  this  heart  of  mine  ; 
I  would  be  form'd  anew,  and  bless 

The  wonders  of  creating  grace. 

HYMN  161.  CM.  Reading,  [b] 

Christian  Virtues:  or.  Difficulty  of  going  to  Heaven. 

1  ^  TRAIT  is  the  way,  the  door  is  strait, 
►3  That  lead  to  joys  on  high ; 

'Tis  but  a  few  that  find  the  gate, 
While  crowds  mistake  and  die. 

2  Beloved  self  must  be  deny'd, 
The  mind  and  will  renew'd ; 

Passion  suppressed,  and  patience  try'd, 
And  vain  desires  subdu'd. 

3  (Flesh  is  a  dang'rous  foe  to  grace, 
Where  it  prevails  and  rules ; 

Flesh  must  be  humbled,  pride  abas'd, 
Lest  they  destroy  our  souls.) 

4  The  love  of  gold  be  banish'd  hence, 
That  vile  idolatry ; 

And  ev'ry  member,  ev'ry  sense, 
In  sweet  subjection  lie. 

5  The  tongue,  that  most  unruly  power, 
Requires  a  strong  restraint ; 

We  must  be  watchful  ev'ry  hour, 

And  pray,  but  never  faint. 
t  6  Lord !  can  a  feeble,  helpless  worm, 

Fulfil  a  task  so  hard ! 
o  Thy  grace  must  all  my  work  perform, 

And  give  the  free  reward. 

HYMN  162.  C.  M.  Swanwick.  [*] 

Meditation  of  Heaven  :  or,  the  Joy  of  Faith. 

1   1VTY  thoughts  surmount  these  lower  skies, 
_LfJL  And  look  within  the  vail ; 
o  There  springs  of  endless  pleasure  rise, 
The  waters  never  fail. 


468 HYMN  163. Book  II. 

— 2  There  I  behold,  with  sweet  delight, 
The  blessed  Three  in  One ; 
And  strong  affections  fix  my  sight 
On  God's  incarnate  Son. 
o  3  His  promise  stands  for  ever  firm  ; 

His  grace  shall  ne'er  depart; 
— He  binds  my  name  upon  his  arm, 
And  seals  it  on  his  heart. 
4  Light  are  the  pains  that  nature  brings  : 

How  short  our  sorrows  are — 
When  with  eternal,  future  things, 
The"  present  we  compare  ! 
o  5  I  would  not  be  a  stranger  still 
To  that  celestial  place, 
Where  I  for  ever  hope  to  dwell, 
Near  my  Redeemer's  face. 

HYMN  163.  C.  M.  Reading-  [*] 

Complaint  of  Desertion  and  Temptations. 

1  [T^EAR  Lord,  behold  our  sore  distress; 

JL^   Our  sins  attempt  to  reign, 
Stretch  out  thine  arm  of  conquering  grace. 
And  let  thy  foes  be  slain. 

2  (The  lion,  with  his  dreadful  roar, 
Affrights  thy  feeble  sheep  : 

Reveal  the  glory  of  thy  power, 
And  chain  him  to  the  deep. 

3  Must  we  indulge  a  long  despair? 
Shall  our  petitions  die  : 

Our  mournings  never  reach  thine  ear, 
Nor  tears  affect  thine  eye  ? 

4  If  Thou  despise  a  mortal  groan, 
Yet  hear  a  Saviour's  blood  ; 

An  Advocate,  so  near  the  throne, 
Pleads  and  prevails  with  God. 

5  He  brought  the  Spirit's  powerful  sword, 
To  slay  our  deadly  foes : 

Our  sins  shall  die  beneath  thy  word, 
And  hell  in  vain  oppose. 

6  How  boundless  is  our  Father's  grace, 
In  height,  and  depth,  and  length! 

He  made  his  Son  our  righteousness ; 
His  Spirit  is  our  strength.] 


Book  II.  HYMN  164,  165. 469 

HYMN  164.  C.  M.  Windsor,  [b] 

The  End  of  the  World. 

1  [XMTHY  should  this  earth  delight  us  so  ? 

▼  ▼ '    Why  should  we  fix  our  eyes 
On  these  low  grounds  where  sorrows  grow, 
And  ev'ry  pleasure  dies  ? 
e  2  While  time  his  sharpest  teeth  prepares 

Our  comforts  to  devour, 
o  There  is  a  land  above  the  stars, 

And  joys  above  his  power. 
e  3  Nature  shall  be  dissolved  and  die, 

The  sun  must  end  his  race ; 
— The  earth  and  sea  for  ever  fly 

Before  my  Saviour's  face. 
o  4  When  will  that  glorious  morning  rise ! 
When  the  last  trumpet  sound, 
And  call  the  nations  to  the  skies, 

From  underneath  the  ground  ?] 

HYMN  165.  C.  M.   Wantage.  China,  [b] 

Unfruitfulncss,  Ignorance,  and  unsanctified  Affections. 

p  1  T    ONG  have  I  sat  beneath  the  sound 
J_J   Of  thy  salvation,  Lord  ; 
But  still  how  weak  my  faith  is  found — ■ 
And  knowledge  of  thy  word  ! 
e  2  Oft  I  frequent  thy  holy  place, 
And  hear  almost  in  vain  ; 
How  small  a  portion  of  thy  grace 

My  mem'ry  can  retain  ! 
3  [My  dear  Almighty,  and  my  God, 

How  little  art  thou  known, 
By  all  the  judgments  of  thy  rod, 
And  blessings  of  thy  throne  !] 
p  4  (How  cold  and  feeble  is  my  love ! 
How  negligent  my  fear ! 
How  low  my  hopes  of  joys  above ! 
How  few  affections  there  !) 
— 5  Great  God,  thy  sovereign  power  impart, 
To  give  thy  word  success ; 
Write  thy  salvation  in  my  heart, 
And  make  me  learn  thy  grace. 
o  6  (Shew  my  forgetful  feet  the  way, 
That  leads  to  joys  on  high  ; 
There  knowledge  grows  without  decay, 
And  love  shall  never  die. 

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470 HYMN  166,  167.  Book  II. 

HYMN  166.  C.  M.  Mitcham.  [*] 

The  Dirinr  l't  rft  rtions. 

1  [TTOW  shall  1  praise  th'  eternal  God, 

XX  That  Infinite  UNKNOWN? 

e  Who  can  ascend  his  high  abode, 
Or  venture  near  his  throne  : 

2  (The  great  Invisible  !  he  dwells 
Conceal'd  in  dazzling  light : 

But  his  all-searching  eye  reveals 

The  secrets  of  the  night. 
— 3  Those  watchful  eyes  that  never  sleep, 

Survey  the  world  around  ; 
e  His  wisdom  is  a  boundless  deep, 

Where  all  our  thoughts  are  drown'd.) 
o  4  (Speak  we  of  strength  ?  his  arm  is  strong, 

To  save  or  to  destroy  ; 
e  Infinite  years  his  life  prolong, 

And  endless  is  his  joy.) 
— 5  (He  knows  no  shadow  of  a  change, 

Nor  alters  his  decrees  ; 
g  Firm  as  a  rock  his  truth  remains, 

To  guard  his  promises.) 
p  6  (Sinners  before  his  presence  die  : 

How  holy  is  his  name ! 
d  His  anger  and  his  jealousy 

Burn,  like  devouring  flame.) 
e  7  Justice,  upon  a  dreadful  throne, 

Maintains  the  rights  of  God  ; 
o  While  mercy  sends  her  pardons  down, 

Bought  with  a  Saviour's  blood. 
e  8  Now  to  my  soul,  immortal  King, 
—     Speak  some  forgiving  word; 
o  Then  'twill  be  double  joy  to  sing 
o      The  glories  of  my  Lord.] 

HYMN  167.  L.  M.  Psalm  97.  [*] 

The  Sume. 

1  [f^  RE  AT  God  !  thy  glories  shall  employ 

vJ  My  holy  fear,  my  humble  joy; 
My  lips,  in  songs  of  honour,  bring 
Their  tribute  to  th'  eternal  King. 

2  (Earth  and  the  stars,  and  worlds  unknown, 
Depend,  precarious,  on  his  throne  ; 

All  nature  hangs  upon  his  word, 
And  grace  and  glory  own  their  Lord.) 


Book  II. HYMN  168. 471 

3  (His  sovereign  power  what  mortal  knows  ? 
If  he  commands,  who  dare  oppose  ? 

With  strength  he  girds  himself  around, 
And  treads  the  rebels  to  the  ground.) 

4  (Who  shall  pretend  to  teach  him  skill, 
Or  guide  the  counsels  of  his  wrill  ? 

His  wisdom,  like  a  sea  divine, 

Flows  deep  and  high  beyond  our  line.) 

5  His  Name  is  holy,  and  his  eye 
Burns  with  immortal  jealousy ; 

He  hates  the  sons  of  pride,  and  sheds 
His  fiery  vengeance  on  their  heads.) 

6  (The  beamings  of  his  piercing  sight 
Bring  dark  hypocrisy  to  light ; 
Death  and  destruction  naked  lie, 
And  hell  uncover'd  to  his  eye.) 

7  (Th'  eternal  law  before  him  stands : 
His  justice,  with  impartial  hands, 
Divides  to  all  their  due  reward, 

Or  by  the  sceptre  or  the  sword.) 

8  (His  mercy,  like  a  boundless  sea, 
Washes  our  load  of  guilt  away  ; 

While  his  own  Son  came  down  and  dy'd, 
T'  engage  his  justice  on  our  side.) 

9  (Each  of  his  words  demands  my  faith ; 
My  soul  can  rest  on  all  he  saith  : 

His  truth  inviolably  keeps 
The  largest  promise  of  his  lips.) 

10  Oh,  tell  me,  with  a  gentle  voice, 
Thou  art  my  God,  and  I'll  rejoice  : 
Fill'd  with  thy  love,  I  dare  proclaim 
The  brightest  honours  of  thy  name.] 

HYMN  168.  L.M.  Old  Hundred.  Psalm  97.  [*] 

The  Same. 

1    XEHOVAH  reigns — his  throne  is  high, 
•9    His  robes  are  light  and  majesty; 

His  glory  shines  with  beams  so  bright, 

No  mortal  can  sustain  the  sight. 
e  2  His  terrours  keep  the  world  in  awe, 

His  justice  guards  his  holy  law  ; 
o  His  love  reveals  a  smiling  face, 

His  truth  and  promise  seal  the  grace. 
— 3  Through  all  his  works  his  wisdom  shines, 

And  baffles  Satan's  deep  designs  ; 


472 HYMN  169. Book  II. 

o  His  power  is  sovereign  to  fulfil 

The  noblest  counsels  of  his  will. 
e  4  And  will  this  glorious  Lord  descend, 

To  be  my  Father  and  my  friend  ? 
g  Then  let  my  songs  with  angels  join  ! 

Heaven  is  secure,  if  God  be  mine. 

HYMN  169.  P.  ML  Triumph.  [*] 

The  Savie. 

1   rjlHE  Lord  Jehovah  reigns, 

J-    His  throne  is  built  on  high  ; 
The  garments  he  assumes, 
Are  light  and  majesty ; 

His  glories  shine 

With  beams  so  bright, 

No  mortal  eye 

Can  bear  the  sight. 

g  2  The  thunders  of  his  hand 
Keep  the  wide  world  in  awe ; 
His  wrath  and  justice  stand, 
To  guard  his  holy  law ; 
e  And  where  his  love 

Resolves  to  bless, 
o  His  truth  confirms 

And  seals  the  grace. 

— 3  Through  all  his  ancient  works, 
Surprising  wisdom  shines ; 
Confounds  the  powers  of  hell, 
And  breaks  their  curs'd  designs : 
o  Strong  is  his  arm — 

And  shall  fulfil 
g  His  great  decrees, 

His  sovereign  will. 

e  4  And  can  this  mighty  King 
Of  glory  condescend — 
And  will  he  write  his  name, 
My  Father  and  my  Friend! 
o  I  love  his  name, 

I  love  his  word  ; 
u         Join,  all  my  powers, 
And  praise  the  Lord. 


Book  II. HYMN  170. 473 

HYMN  170.  L.  M.  Psalm  97.  Old  Hundred.  [*] 

God  Incomprehensible  and  Sovereign. 

1  [£^i  AN  creatures,  to  perfection,  rind 

v^   Th'  eternal,  uncreated  Mind  ? 
Or  can  the  largest  stretch  of  thought 
Measure  and  search  his  nature  out  ? 

2  5Tis  high  as  heaven !  'tis  deep  as  hell! 
And  what  can  mortals  know  or  tell  ? 
His  glory  spreads  beyond  the  sky, 

And  all  the  shining  worlds  on  high. 

3  But  man,  vain  man,  would  fain  be  wise ; 
Born  like  a  wild  young  colt,  he  flies 
Through  all  the  follies  of  his  mind, 

And  smells  and  snuffs  the  empty  wind.] 

4  God  is  a  King  of  power  unknown  ; 
Firm  are  the  orders  of  his  throne : 

e  If  he  resolve,  who  dare  oppose, 
Or  ask  him  why,  or  what  he  does  ? 

— 5  He  wounds  the  heart,  and  he  makes  whole ; 

He  calms  the  tempests  of  the  soul ; 
e  When  he  shuts  up  in  long  despair, 

Who  can  remove  the  heavy  bar  ? 

g  6  He  frowns — and  darkness  veils  the  moon — 
The  fainting  sun  grows  dim  at  noon ; 
The  pillars  of  heaven's  starry  roof 
Tremble  and  start  at  his  reproof. 

7  He  gave  the  vaulted  heaven  its  form, 
The  crooked  serpent  and  the  worm ; 
He  breaks  the  billows  with  his  breath, 
And  smites  the  sons  of  pride  to  death. 

— 8  These  are  a  portion  of  his  ways  ; 
c  But  who  shall  dare  describe  his  face  ? 
e  Who  can  endure  the  light  ?  or  stand 
To  hear  the  thunders  of  his  hand  ? 

END  OF  THE  SECOND  BOOK. 

40* 


HYMNS 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 


BOOK  111. 

PREPARED  FOR  THE  HOLY  ORDINANCE  OF 
THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 

HYMN  l.  L.  M.  Gloucester.  [*b] 

The  Lord's  Supper  instituted.     1  Cor.  xi,  23,  &c. 

1  'FT! WAS  on  that  dark,  that  doleful  night, 

J-    When  powers  of  earth  and  hell  arose 
Against  the  Son  of  God's  delight, 
And  friends  betray'd  him  to  his  foes — 

2  Before  the  mournful  scene  began, 

He  took  the  bread,  and  bless'd  and  brake ; 
e  What  love  through  all  his  actions  ran ! 

What  wondrous  words  of  grace  he  spake! 
d  3  This  is  my  body — broke  for  sin — 

Receive  and  eat  the  living  food : 
— Then  took  the  cup  and  bless'd  the  wine : 
d  \tis  the  new  covenant  in  my  blood. 

4  [For  us  his  flesh  with  nails  was  torn ; 
He  bore  the  scourge,  he  felt  the  thorn ; 
And  justice  pour'd  upon  his  head 

Its  heavy  vengeance,  in  our  stead. 

5  For  us  his  vital  blood  was  spilt, 
To  buy  the  pardon  of  our  guilt ; 
When  for  black  crimes  of  biggest  size, 
He  gave  his  soul  a  sacrifice.] 

6  Do  this,  he  cry'd,  ////  time  shall  e?id, 
In  memory  of  your  dying  friend ; 
Meet  at  my  table,  and  record 

The  love  of  your  departed  Lord. 
o  7  Jesus,  thy  least  we  celebrate ; 

We  shew  thy  death,  we  sing  thy  name  ; 
Till  thou  return,  and  we  shall  eat 
The  marriage  supper  of  the  Lamb. 


Book  II  [. HYMN  2,  3. 475 

HYMN  2.  S.  M.  Dover.  [*] 

Communion  with  Christ,  and  with  Saints.  1  Cor.  x,  16,  17. 

l[TESUS  invites  his  saints 

•^    To  meet  around  his  board ; 

Here  pardon'd  rebels  sit,  and  hold 

Communion  with  their  Lord. 

2  For  food  he  gives  his  flesh  ; 
He  bids  us  drink  his  blood : 

Amazing  favour !  matchless  grace — 
Of  our  descending  God !] 

3  This  holy  bread  and  wine 
Maintain  our  fainting  breath, 

By  union  with  our  living  Lord, 
And  interest  in  his  death. 

4  Our  heavenly  Father  calls 
Christ  and  his  members  one ; 

t  We,  the  young  children  of  his  love, 
o  And  he,  the  First-born  Son. 

-  5      We  are  but  several  parts 

Of  the  same  broken  bread  ; 
One  body  hath  its  sev'ral  limbs, 
o  But  Jesus  is  the  head. 

o  6       Let  all  our  powers  be  join'd, 
His  glorious  Name  to  raise  : 
Pleasure  and  love  fill  ev'ry  mind, 
And  ev'ry  voice  be  praise. 

HYMN  3.  C.  M.  York.  [*] 

The  JYev)  Covenant  Sealed. 

1  'FTP  HE  promise  of  my  Father's  love 
JL    '  Shall  stand  for  ever  good' — 
e  He  said — and  gave  his  soul  to  death, 

And  seal'd  the  grace  with  blood. 
— 2  To  this  dear  covenant  of  thy  word 
I  set  my  worthless  name  ; 
I  seal  th'  engagement  to  my  Lord, 
And  make  my  humble  claim. 

3  Thy  light,  and  strength,  and  pard'ning  grace. 
And  glory  shall  be  mine ; 

-My  life  and  soul,  my  heart  and  flesh, 
And  all  my  powers  are  thine. 

4  I  call  that  legacy  my  own, 
Which  Jesus  did  bequeath  ; 

p  'Twas  purchas'd  with  a  dying  groan, 
And  ratify'd  in  death. 


£76 HYMN  4,  5.  Book  III. 

o  5  Sweet  is  the  mem'ry  of  his  name, 
Who  bless'd  us  in  his  will ; 
And  to  his  testament  of  love 
Made  his  own  life  the  seal. 

flYMN  4.  C.  M.  Canterbury,  [b] 

Christ's  <liji-ii,r  Love. 

e  1  TTTOW  condescending,  and  how  kind 

XX  Was  God's  eternal  Son  ! 
e  Our  mis'ry  reach'd  his  heavenly  mind, 

And  pity  brought  him  down. 
2  [When  justice,  by  our  sins  provok'd, 

Drew  forth  his  dreadful  sword  ; 
,  — He  gave  his  soul  up  to  the  stroke, 

Without  a  murm'ring  word.] 
p  3  He  sunk  beneath  our  heavy  woes, 
o      To  raise  us  to  his  throne : 
— There's  ne'er  a  gift  his  hand  bestows, 
e      But  cost  his  heart  a  groan. 
— 4  This  was  compassion  like  a  God — 

That  when  the  Saviour  knew 
The  price  of  pardon  was  his  blood, 

His  pity  ne'er  withdrew. 
o  5  Now,  though  he  reigns  exalted  high, 

His  love  is  still  as  great : 
o  Well  he  remembers  Calvary — 

Nor  let  his  saints  forget. 
e  6  [Here  we  behold  his  bowels  roll, 
—     As  kind  as  when  he  dy'd ; 
p  And  see  the  sorrows  of  his  soul 

Bleed  through  his  wounded  side. 
— 7  Here  we  receive  repeated  seals 

Of  Jesus'  dying  love  : 
Hard  is  the  wretch  who  never  feels 

One  soft  affection  move.] 
p  8  Here  let  our  hearts  begin  to  melt, 

While  we  his  death  record  ; 
— And,  with  our  joy  for  pardon'd  guilt, 

Mourn  that  we  piere'd  the  Lord. 

HYMN  5.  C.  M.  Barby.  [*] 

Christ,  the  Bread  of  Life.     John  vi,  31,  35,  39. 

1  T    ET  us  adore  th'  eternal  Word  ; 
e       X_J   'Tis  he  our  souls  hath  fed  : 
Thou  art  the  living  stream,  O  Lord, 
And  thou  th'  immortal  bread. 


Book  III. HYMN  6.  477 

— 2  [The  manna  came  from  lower  skies, 
But  Jesus  from  above  ; 
Where  the  fresh  springs  of  pleasure  rise, 

And  rivers  flow  with  love. 
3  The  Jews,  the  Fathers,  dy'd  at  last, 

Who  ate  the  heavenly  bread ; 
But  these  provisions  which  we  taste, 
Can  raise  us  from  the  dead.] 
o  4  Blest  be  the  Lord,  who  gives  his  flesh, 
To  nourish  dying  men  ; 
And  often  spreads  his  table  fresh, 
Lest  we  should  faint  again. 
— 5  Our  souls  shall  draw  their  heavenly  breath, 
While  Jesus  finds  supplies ; 
Nor  shall  our  graces  sink  to  death, 
o      For  Jesus  never  dies. 
e  6  Daily  our  mortal  flesh  decays, 
o      But  Christ  our  life  shall  come ; 
o  His  unresisted  power  shall  raise 

Our  bodies  from  the  tomb. 

HYMN  6.  L.  M.  Bath.  [*] 

The  Memorial  of  our  absent  Lord.  John  xvi,  16.  Luke  xxii,  19.  John  xir,  S. 

1  "TESUS  is  gone  above  the  skies, 

•9   Where  our  weak  senses  reach  him  not; 
e  And  carnal  objects  court  our  eyes, 
To  thrust  our  Saviour  from  our  thought. 

2  He  knows  what  wand'ring  hearts  we  have, 
Apt  to  forget  his  lovely  face  ; 

— And,  to  refresh  our  minds,  he  gave 

These  kind  memorials  of  his  grace. 
o  3  The  Lord  of  life  this  table  spread, 

With  his  own  flesh  and  dying  blood ; 

We  on  the  rich  provision  feed, 

And  taste  the  wine,  and  bless  our  God. 
—4  Let  sinful  sweets  be  all  forgot, 

And  earth  grow  less  in  our  esteem ; 
o  Christ  and  his  love  fill  ev'ry  thought, 

And  faith  and  hope  be  fix'd  on  him. 
— 5  Whilst  he  is  absent  from  our  sight, 
o  'Tis  to  prepare  our  souls  a  place, 

That  we  may  dwell  in  heavenly  light, 
g  And  live  for  ever  near  his  face. 
— 6  [Our  eyes  look  upwards  to  the  hills, 

Whence  our  returning  Lord  shall  come  : 


478 HYMN  7,  5.  Book  HI 

We  wait  thy  chariot's  awful  wheels, 
To  feteh  our  Longing  spirits  home.] 

HYMN  7.  L.  M.  Gloucester,  [b] 

Onicifizion  to  the   World  by  the  Cross  of  C'iri.st.   GaL  vi,  14. 

'  *  [\\THEN  1  survey  the  wondrous  eross, 
▼  ▼     On  which  the  Prince  of  glory  dy'd, 

My  richest  gain  1  count  but  l<> 

And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride. 
e  2  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  should  boast, 

Save  in  the  death  of  Christ,  my  God : 
— All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  most, 

1  sacrifice  them  to  thy  blood. 
e  3  See  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 

Sorrow  and  love  flowr  mingled  down ! 

Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet  ? 

Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown  ? 
e  4  (His  dying  crimson,  like  a  robe, 

Spreads  o'er  his  body  on  the  tree ; 
— Then  am  I  dead  to  all  the  globe, 

And  all  the  globe  is  dead  to  me.) 
o  5  Were  the  w  hole  realm  of  nature  mine, 

That  were  a  present  far  too  small ; 

Love,  so  amazing,  so  divine, 

Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all.] 

HYMN  8.  C.  M.  Bethlehem.  [*] 

The  Tree  of  Life. 

1  [/^  OME,  let  us  join  a  joyful  tune, 

V^   To  our  exalted  Lord, 
Ye  saints  on  high,  around  his  throne, 
And  we  around  his  board. 
e  2  While  once  upon  this  lower  ground, 

Weary  and  faint  ye  stood, 
—What  dear  refreshment  here  ye  found, 

From  this  immortal  food. 
o  S  The  tree  of  life,  that,  near  the  throne, 
In  heaven's  high  garden  grows, 
Laden  with  grace,  bends  gently  down 
Its  ever-smiling  boughs. 
— 4  (Hov'ring  among  the  leaves,  there  stands 
The  sweet  celestial  Dove  ; 
And  Jesus  on  the  branches  hangs 

The  banner  of  his  love.) 
5  ('Tis  a  young  heaven  of  strange  delight, 
While  in  his  shade  we  sit : — 


Book  III. HYMN  9. 479 

His  fruit  is  pleasing  to  the  sight, 

And  to  the  taste  as  sweet, 
o  6  New  life  it  spreads  through  dying  hearts, 

And  cheers  the  drooping  mind ; 
Vigour  and  joy  the  juice  imparts, 

Without  a  sting  behind.) 
— 7  Now  let  the  flaming  weapon  stand, 

And  guard  all  Eden's  trees : 
There's  ne'er  a  plant  in  all  that  land, 

That  bears  such  fruits  as  these. 
8  Infinite  grace  our  souls  adore, 

Whose  wondrous  hand  has  made 
This  living  branch  of  sovereign  power 

To  raise  and  heal  the  dead.] 

HYMN  9.  S.  M.   Watchman.  [*] 

The  Spirit,  the  Water,  and  the  Blood.     1  John  v,  6. 

1  [T~    ET  all  our  tongues  be  one, 

J-^   To  praise  our  God  on  high, 
Who  from  his  bosom  sent  his  Son, 
To  fetch  us  strangers  nigh. 

2  Nor  let  our  voices  cease 

To  sing  the  Saviour's  name ; 
Jesus,  th'  Ambassador  of  peace, 
How  cheerfully  he  came ! 
e  3      It  cost  him  cries  and  tears, 
To  bring  us  near  to  God ; 
— Great  was  our  debt,  and  he  appears, 

To  make  the  payment  good. 
e  4       (My  Saviour's  pierced  side, 
Pour'd  out  a  double  flood  ; 
— By  water  we  are  purify 'd, 

And  pardon'd  by  the  blood. 
5       Infinite  was  our  guilt, 
.  But  he  our  Priest  atones  ; 
g  On  the  cold  ground  his  life  was  spilt, 

And  offer'd  up  with  groans.) 
e  6       Look  up,  my  soul,  to  him 

Whose  death  was  thy  desert ; 
And  humbly  view  the  living  stream 
Flow  from  his  breaking  heart. 
7       There,  on  the  cursed  tree, 
In  dying  pangs  he  lies  ! — 
Fulfils  his  Father's  great  decree, 
And  all  our  wants  supplies. 
-8       Thus  the  Redeemer  came, 
Bv  water  and  bv  blood  ; 


480 HYMN  10,  11.  Book  HI. 

And  when  the  Spirit  speaks  the  same, 
We  feel  his  witness  good. 

9  While  the  eternal  Three 
Bear  their  record  above ; 

e  Here  I  believe  he  ch  "d  Tor  me, 

And  seal'd  my  Saviour's  love. 

10  (Lord  cleanse  m\  soul  from  sin, 
Nor  let  thy  grace  depart ; 

— Great  Comforter,  abide  within. 
And  witness  to  my  heart.)] 

HYMN  10.  L.  M.  Geeen's.  [•] 

Christ  Crucified,  the  Wisdom  and  Pouter  of  God. 

1  "jVTATURE  with  open  volume  stands, 
-L^l     To  spread  her  Maker's  praise  abroad ; 

And  ev'ry  labour  of  his  hands 
d  Shews  something  worthy  of  a  God: — 
o  2  But  in  the  grace  that  rescu'd  man, 

His  brightest  form  of  glory  shines  ; 
p  Here  on  the  cross,  'tis  fairest  drawn, 

In  precious  blood,  and  crimson  lines. 
o  3  (Here  his  whole  Name  appears  complete ; 
-Nor  wit  can  guess,  nor  reason  prove, 

Which  of  the  letters  best  is  writ, 
o  The  power,  the  wisdom,  or  the  love.) 
e  4  Here  I  behold  his  inmost  heart, 

Where  grace  and  vengeance  strangely  join, 

Piercing  his  Son  with  sharpest  smart, 

To  make  the  purchas'd  pleasures  mine. 
o  5  Oh  !  the  sweet  wonders  of  that  cross, 

Where  God,  the  Saviour,  lov'd  and  dy'd ! 

Her  noblest  life  my  spirit  draw  >. 

From  his  dear  wounds  and  bleeding  side, 
o  6  I  would  for  ever  speak  his  name, 

In  sounds  to  mortal  ears  unknown ; 

With  angels  join  to  praise  the  Lamb, 
g  And  worship  at  his  Father's  throne. 

HYMN  11.  CM.  St.  Amis.  [*] 

Pardon  brought  to  our  Seuoot. 

1  [~|~    ORD,  how  divine  thy  comforts  are ' 

J-J   How  heavenly  is  the  place, 
Where  Jesus  spreads  the  sacred  feast 
Of  his  redeeming  grace ! 

2  There  the  rich  bounties  of  our  God, 
And  sweetest  glories  shine  ; 


Book  III. HYMN  12. 481 

There  Jesus  says  that  1  am  his, 
And  my  Beloved's  mine. 

3  Here,  (says  the  kind  redeeming  Lord, 
And  shews  his  wounded  side,) 

See  here  the  spring  of  all  your  joys, 
That  open'd  when  I  dy'd ! 

4  He  smiles,  and  cheers  my  mournful  heart, 
And  tells  of  all  his  pain  : 

All  this,  says  he,  I  bore  for  thee : 
And  then  he  smiles  again. 

5  What  shall  we  pay  our  heavenly  King, 
For  grace  so  vast  as  this  ! 

He  brings  our  pardon  to  our  eyes, 
And  seals  it  with  a  kiss. 

6  Let  such  amazing  loves  as  these 
Be  sounded  all  abroad  ; 

Such  favours  are  beyond  degrees, 
And  worthy  of  a  God. 

7  To  him  who  wash'd  us  in  his  blood, 
Be  everlasting  praise , 

Salvation,  honour,  glory,  power, 
Eternal  as  his  days.] 

HYMN  12.  L.  M.  Sicilian,  [b*] 

The  Gospel  Feast.     Luke  xiv,  16,  &c. 

1  [OTOW  rich  are  thy  provisions,  Lord! 

JLJL  Thy  table,  furnish'd  from  above  ! 
The  fruits  of  life  o'erspread  the  board, 
The  cup  o'erflows  with  heavenly  love. 

2  Thine  ancient  family,  the  Jews, 
Were  first  invited  to  the  feast : 
We  humbly  take  what  they  refuse, 
And  Gentiles  thy  salvation  taste. 

3  We  are  the  poor,  the  blind,  the  lame ; 
And  help  was  far,  and  death  was  nigh  ! 
But  at  the  gospel  call,  we  came, 

And  ev'ry  want  receiv'd  supply. 

4  From  the  high  way  that  leads  to  hell, 
From  paths  of  darkness  and  despair, 
Lord,  we  are  come  with  thee  to  dwell, 
Glad  to  enjoy  thy  presence  here.] 

5  What  shall  we  pay  th'  eternal  Son, 
Who  left  the  heaven  of  his  abode — 

41 


482 HYMN  13.  Book  III 

And  to  this  wretched  earth  came  down, 
To  bring  us  wand'ren  back  to  God  ! 

6  It  cost  him  death  to  save  our  lives  ; 
To  buy  our  souls  it  cost  his  own  : 
And  all  the  unknown  joys  he  gives, 
Were  bought  with  agonies  unknown. 

o  7  Our  everlasting  love  is  due 
To  him  who  ransom'd  sinners  lost ; 

e  And  pitied  rebels,  when  he  knew 
The  vast  expense  his  love  would  cost. 

HYMN  13.  C.  M.  Zion.  Hymn  2d.  [*] 

Divine  Love  making  a  Feast,  anil  calling  in  the  Guests. 
Luke  xiv,  17.  22,  23. 

b  1    TTOW  sweet  and  awful  is  the  place, 

-TX  With  Christ  within  the  doors— 
— While  everlasting  love  displays 

The  choicest  of  her  stores  ! 
e  2  [Here  ev'ry  bowel  of  our  God, 

With  soft  compassion  rolls  ; 
— Here  peace  and  pardon,  bought  with  blood, 

Is  food  for  dying  souls.] 
o  3  While  all  our  hearts,  and  all  our  songs, 

Join  to  admire  the  feast; 
— Each  of  us  cry,  with  thankful  tongues, 
e       '  Lord,  why  was  I  a  guest  ? 

4  '  Why  was  I  made  to  hear  thy  voice, 

*  And  enter  while  there's  room — 
'When  thousands  make  a  wretched  choice, 

'  And  rather  starve;  than  come  ?5 
o  5  'Twas  the  same  love  that  spread  the  feast, 

That  sweetly  fore'd  us  in  ; 
e  Else  we  had  still  refused  to  taste, 

And  perish'd  in  our  sin. 
— 6  (Pity  the  nations,  O  our  God, 

Constrain  the  earth  to  come  ; 
o  Send  thy  victorious  word  abroad, 

And  bring  the  strangers  home. 
-7  We  long  to  <ee  thy  churches  full, 
o       That  all  the  chosen  race 

May  with  one  voice,  and  heart,  and  soul, 

Sing  thy  redeeming  grace.) 


Book  III.  HYMN  14,  15. 483 

HYMN  14.  L.  M.  Shod.  [*] 

The  Song  of  Simeon  :  Luke  ii,  23  ;  or,  a  Sight  of  Christ  makes 
death  easy. 

1  IVTOW  have  our  hearts  embrac'd  our  God; 
-L  1    We  would  forget  all  earthly  charms, 

And  wish  to  die,  as  Simeon  would, 
With  his  young  Saviour  in  his  arms. 

2  Our  lips  would  learn  that  joyful  song, 
Were  but  our  hearts  prepar'd  like  his : 
Our  souls  still  waiting  to  be  gone, 
And  at  thy  word  depart  in  peace. 

3  ■  Here  we  have  seen  thy  face,  O  Lord, 
'  And  view'd  salvation  with  our  eyes — 

'  Tasted  and  felt  the  living  word, 

1  The  bread  descending  from  the  skies. 

4  '  Thou  hast  prepar'd  this  dying  Lamb, 
1  Hast  set  his  blood  before  our  face — 

1  To  teach  the  terrours  of  thy  Name, 

'  And  shew  the  wonders  of  thy  grace. 
o  5  '  He  is  our  light — our  morning  Star 

*  Shall  shine  on  nations  yet  unknown ; 
o  '  The  glory  of  thine  Israel  here, 

1  And  joy  of  spirits  near  the  throne.' 

HYMN  15.  C.  M.  Zion.  [*]  ' 

Our  Lord  Jesus  at  his  own  Table. 

1  [rjlHE  mem'ry  of  our  dying  Lord 

J-    Awakes  a  thankful  tongue  : 
How  rich  he  spread  his  royal  board, 
And  bless'd  the  food  and  sung. 

2  Happy  the  men  who  eat  this  bread ! 
But  doubly  bless'd  was  he, 

Who  gently  bow'd  his  loving  head, 
And  lean'd  it,  Lord,  on  thee. 

3  By  faith  the  same  delights  we  taste, 
As  that  great  fav'rite  did  ; 

And  sit,  and  lean  on  Jesus'  breast, 
And  take  the  heavenly  bread. 

4  Down  from  the  palace  of  the  skies, 
Hither  the  King  descends  ; 

1  Come,  my  beloved,  eat  (he  cries) 
'  And  drink  salvation,  friends. 

5  '  My  flesh  is  food  and  physic  too, 
6  A  balm  for  all  your  pains, 


484 HYMN  16,  17.  Book  III 

*  And  the  red  streams  of  pardon  flow 

•  'From  these  my  pierced  (reins.' 

6  Hosanna  to  his  bounteous  love, 
For  sueh  a  feast  below ; 

And  yet  he  feeds  his  saints  above, 
With  nobler  blessings  too. 

7  Come,  the  dear  day,  the  glorious  hour, 
That  brings  our  souls  to  rest ; 

Then  we  shall  need  these  types  no  more, 
But  dwell  at  th'  heavenly  feast.] 


HYMN  16.  C.  M.  Canterbury.  [*b] 

The  Agonies  of  Christ. 

1  [IVTOW  let  our  pains  be  all  forgot, 

-L  1    Our  hearts  no  more  repine  ; 
Our  sufferings  are  not  worth  a  thought, 
Lord,  when  compar'd  with  thine. 

2  In  lively  figures  here  we  see 
The  bleeding  Prince  of  Love  ; 

Each  of  us  hopes,  he  dy'd  for  me, 
And  then  our  griefs  remove. 

3  Our  humble  faith  here  takes  her  rise, 
While  sitting  round  his  board ; 

And  back  to  Calvary  she  flies, 

To  view  her  groaning  Lord. 
e  4  His  soul,  what  agonies  it  felt 

When  his  own  God  withdrew ; 
And  the  large  load  of  all  our  guilt 

Lay  heavy  on  him  too. 
— 5  But  the  Divinity  within 

Supported  him  to  bear  : 
o  Dying,  he  conquer'd  hell  and  sin ! 

And  made  his  triumph  there, 
g  6  Grace,  wisdom,  justice,  join'd  and  wrought 

The  wonders  of  that  day ; 
No  mortal  tongue,  nor  mortal  thought, 

Can  equal  thanks  repay. 
o  7  Our  hymns  should  sound  like  those  above, 

Could  we  our  voices  raise  ; 
e  Yet,  Lord,  our  hearts  shall  all  be  love, 
o      And  all  our  lives  be  praise.] 

HYMN"l7.  S.  M.  St.  Thomas's.  [*] 

Inromparuhlc  Food  :  or,  the  Flfsh  and  Blood  of  Christ. 

1  \\/rE  sing  th'  amazing  deeds, 
▼  ▼     That  grace  Divine  performs  ; 


Book  III.  HYMN  18. 485 

e  Th'  eternal  God  comes  down  and  bleeds, 

To  nourish  dying  worms. 
— 2      This  soul  reviving  wine, 

Dear  Saviour,  'tis  thy  blood ; 
o  We  thank  that  sacred  flesh  of  thine, 

For  this  immortal  food. 
— 3      The  banquet  that  we  eat, 
Is  made  of  heavenly  things  ; 
Earth  has  no  dainties  half  so  sweet 
As  our  Redeemer  brings. 
e  4      In  vain  had  Adam  sought, 

And  search'd  his  garden  round ; 
For  there  was  no  such  blessed  fruit, 

In  all  the  happy  ground. 
5      [Th'  angelic  host  above 

Can  never  taste  this  food ; 
They  feast  upon  their  Maker's  love, — 
But  not  a  Saviour's  blood.] 
— 6       On  us  th'  Almighty  Lord 

Bestows  this  matchless  grace ; 
And  meets  us  with  some  cheering  word, 

With  pleasure  in  his  face. 
7       [Come  all  ye  drooping  saints, 
And  banquet  with  the  King  ; 
This  wine  will  drown  your  sad  complaints. 
And  tune  your  voice  to  sing.] 
o  8       Salvation  to  the  Name 
Of  our  adored  Christ : 
o  Through  this  wide  earth  his  grace  proclaim, 

His  glory  in  the  high'st. 

HYMN  18.  L.  M.  Shoel.  [*] 

Th  €■  SdTtt  € 

1  [  TESUS  !  we  bow  before  thy  feet ! 
•J    Thy  table  is  divinely  stor'd  ; 

Thy  sacred  flesh  our  souls  have  eat ; 

'Tis  living  bread  ;  we  thank  thee,  Lord  ! 
e  2  And  here  we  drink  our  Saviour's  blood ; 
— We  thank  thee,  Lord  !  'tis  gen'rous  wine  : 
e  Mingled  with  love,  the  fountain  flow'd, 

From  that  dear,  bleeding  heart  of  thine 
— 3  On  earth  is  no  such  sweetness  found, 

For  the  Lamb's  flesh  is  heavenly  food  ; 

In  vain  we  search  the  globe  around, 

For  bread  so  fine,  or  wine  so  good. 


486 HYMN  19,  20.  Book  III, 

4  Carnal  provisions  can,  at  best, 

But  cheer  the  heart,  or  warm  the  head ; 

But  the  rich  cordial  that  we  taste, 

Gives  life  eternal  to  the  dead, 
o  5  Joy  to  the  Master  of  the  feast ; 

His  name  our  souls  for  ever  bless ; 
o  To  God  the  King,  and  God  the  Priest, 

A  loud  hosauna  round  the  place.] 

HYMN  19.  L.  M.  Wells.  [*] 

Not  ashamed  of  Christ  Crucified. 

1  [  4  T'thy  command,  our  dearest  Lord, 

Jl\-  Here  we  attend  thy  dying  feast ; 
Thy  blood,  like  wine,  adorns  thy  board, 
And  thine  own  flesh  feeds  ev'ry  guest. 

2  Our  faith  adores  thy  bleeding  love, 
And  trusts  for  life  in  One  who  dy'd ! 
We  hope  for  heavenly  crowns  above, 
From  a  Redeemer  crucify'd. 

3  Let  the  vain  world  pronounce  it  shame, 
And  fling  their  scandals  on  the  cause ; 
We  come  to  boast  our  Saviour's  name, 
And  make  our  triumphs  in  his  Cross. 

4  With  joy  we  tell  the  scoffing  age, 
He  that  was  dead  has  left  his  tomb ; 
He  lives  above  their  utmost  rage, 
And  we  are  waiting  till  he  come.] 

HYMN  20.  C.  M.  St.  Martin's.  [*] 

Provisions  for  the  Table  of  our  Lord. 

1  [T    ORD,  we  adore  thy  bounteous  hand, 

J-^   And  sing  the  solemn  feast ; 
Where  sweet,  celestial  dainties  stand, 
For  ev'ry  willing  guest. 

2  The  tree  of  life  adorns  the  board, 
With  rich,  immortal  fruit ; 

And  ne'er  an  angry,  flaming  sword, 
To  guard  the  passage  to't. 

3  The  cup  stands  crown'd  with  living  juice ; 
The  fountain  flows  above, 

And  runs  down  streaming,  for  our  use, 
In  rivulets  of  love. 

4  The  food's  prepar'd  by  heavenly  art, 
The  pleasure's  well  refin'd ; 


Book  III. HYMN  21. 487 

They  spread  new  life  through  ev'ry  heart, 
And  cheer  the  drooping  mind. 
o  5  Shout,  and  proclaim  the  Saviour's  love, 
Ye  saints  that  taste  his  wine ; 
Join  with  your  kindred  saints  above, — 
In  loud  Hosannas  join, 
s  6  A  thousand  glories  to  the  God 
Who  gives  such  joy  as  this  ; 
Hosanna  !  let  it  sound  abroad, 
And  reach  where  Jesus  is.] 

HYMN  21.  C.  M.  St.  Martin's.  [*] 

The  Triumpltal  Feast  for  Christ's  Victory  over  Sin, 
Death,  and  Hell. 

1  [g~^  OME,  let  us  lift  our  voices  high, 

Vy   High  as  our  joys  arise  ; 
And  join  the  songs  above  the  sky, 
Where  pleasure  never  dies. 

2  Jesus,  the  God,  who  fought  and  bled, 
And  conquer'd  when  he  fell ; 

Who  rose,  and,  at  his  chariot  wheels, 
Dragg'd  all  the  powers  of  hell : — 

3  Jesus,  the  God,  invites  us  here 
To  this  triumphal  feast ; 

And  brings  immortal  blessings  down 
For  each  redeemed  guest.] 

4  The  Lord !  how  glorious  is  his  face ! 
How  kind  his  smiles  appear ! 

b  And  oh  !  what  melting  words  he  says, 

To  ev'ry  humble  ear  : — 
d  5  *  For  you,  the  children  of  my  love, 

'  It  was  for  you  I  died  : 
e  -  Behold  my  hands — behold  my  feet — 

'  And  look  into  my  side  ! 
p  6  '  These  are  the  wounds  for  you  I  bore, 
'  The  tokens  of  my  pains, 
*  When  I  came  down  to  free  your  souls 

'  From  misery  and  chains. 
7  P  Justice  unsheath'd  its  fiery  sword, 

'  And  plung'd  it  in  my  heart ! 
k  Infinite  pangs  for  you  I  bore, 
'  And  most  tormenting  smart. 


488 HYMN  22.  Book  III. 

8  *  When  hell,  and  all  its  spiteful  powers, 
*  Stood  dreadful  in  my  wa\  : 

'To  rescue  those  dear  lives  of  yours, 

1 1  gave  my  own  aw 

9  'But  while  I  bled,  and  groan'd,  and  dy'd, 
'I  ruin'd  Satan's  throne; 

1  High  on  my  cross  I  hung,  and  spy'd 

1  The  monster  tumbling  down.] 
o  10  (  Now  you  may  triumph  at  my  feast, 

'  And  taste  my  flesh,  my  blood; 
1  And  live  eternal  ages  bless'd — 

'For  'tis  immortal  food.' 
e   11  Victorious  God!  what  can  we  pay, 

For  favours  so  divine  ? 
— We  would  devote  our  hearts  away, 

To  be  for  ever  thine. 
o  12  We  give  thee,  Lord,  our  highest  praise, 

The  tribute  of  our  tongues  ; 
— But  themes  so  infinite  as  these, 

Exceed  our  noblest  songs. 

HYMN  22.  L.  M.  Quercy.  [*] 

The  Compassion  of  a  dying  Christ. 

1    /^UR  spirits  join  t'  adore  the  Lamb  ; — 
e       V>J   Oh,  that  our  feeble  lips  could  move, 
— In  strains  immortal  as  his  name, 
p  And  melting  as  his  dying  love  ! 
e  2  Was  ever  equal  pity  found  ? 
e  The  Prince  of  heaven  resigns  his  breath, 

And  pours  his  life  out  on  the  ground, 
— To  ransom  guilty  worms  from  death, 
e  3  Rebels,  we  broke  our  Maker's  laws ; 
— He  from  the  threat'ning  set  us  free ; 
o  Bore  the  full  vengeance  on  his  cross, 

And  nail'd  the  curses  to  the  tree. 

4  [The  law  proclaims  no  terrour  now, 
And  Sinai's  thunder  roars  no  more  : 
From  all  his  wounds  new  blessings  flow, — 
A  sea  of  joy  without  a  shore. 

5  Here  we  have  wash'd  our  deepest  stains. 
And  heaPd  our  wounds  w  ith  heavenly  blood 


Book  III.  HYMN  23,  24. 489 

Bless'd  fountain  !  springing  from  the  veins 

Of  Jesus,  our  incarnate  God.] 
— 6  In  vain  our  mortal  voices  strive 

To  speak  compassion' so  divine  ; 
o  Had  we  a  thousand  lives  to  give, 

A  thousand  lives  should  all  be  thine. 

HYMN  23.  CM.  Colchester,  [b*] 

Grace  and  Glory  by  the  Death  of  Christ. 

1   CUTTING  around  our  Father's  board, 
*5  We  raise  our  tuneful  breath  ; 
p  Our  faith  beholds  her  dying  Lord, 

—  And  dooms  our  sins  to  death. 

e  2  We  see  the  blood  of  Jesus  shed, 

o      Whence  all  our  pardons  rise  ; 

e  The  sinner  views  th'  atonement  made, 

—  And  loves  the  sacrifice.  • 

e  3  Thy  cruel  thorns,  thy  shameful  cross, 
o       Procure  us  heavenly  crowns  : 
— Our  highest  gain  springs  from  thy  loss — 
Our  healing  from  thy  wounds. 
4  Oh  !  'tis  impossible  that  we, 

Who  dwell  in  feeble  clay, 
Should  equal  sufT'rings  bear  for  thee, 
Or  equal  thanks  repay. 

HYMN  24.  C.  M.  Abridge.  Barby.  [*] 

Pardon  and  Strength  from  Christ. 

1  THl  ATHER,  we  wait  to  feel  thy  grace, 
Jl     To  see  thy  glories  shine  : 

The  Lord  will  his  own  table  bless, 
And  make  the  feast  divine. 

2  We  touch,  we  taste  the  heavenly  bread, 
We  drink  the  sacred  cup ; 

With  outward  forms  our  sense  is  fed, 
Our  souls  rejoice  in  hope. 

3  We  shall  appear  before  the  throne 
Of  our  forgiving  God, 

Dress'd  in  the  garments  of  his  Son, 
And  sprinkled  with  his  blood. 

4  We  shall  be  strong  to  run  the  race. 
And  climb  the  upper  sky: 


490 HYftLN  25.  Book  HI 

Christ  will  provide  our  souls  \ \  i t J 1  grace — ■ 
I  lc  bought  a  large  supply. 

5  [Let  us  indulge  a  cheerful  frame, 
For  joy  becomes  a  feast  I 

We  love  the  mem'ry  of  his  name, 
More  than  the  wine  we  taste] 

HYMN  25.  CM.  Swanwick.  [*] 

Divine  Glories  and  Graces. 

1  TTOW  are  thy  glories  Bere  display'd, 

J-J-  Great  God  !  how  bright  they  shine  ! 
While  at  thy  word,  we  break  the  bread, 

And  pour  the  flowing  wine  ! 
e  2  Here  thy  revenging  justice  stands, 

And  pleads  his  dreadful  cause  : 
o  Here  saving  mercy  spreads  her  hands, 

Like  Jesus  on  the  cross. 
— 3  Thy  saints  attend,  with  ev*r\  grace, 

On  this  great  sacrifice  ; 
And  love  appears  with  cheerful  face, 

And  faith  with  fixed  eyes. 
e  4  Our  hope  in  waiting  posture  sits, 

To  heaven  directs  her  sight ; 
o  Here  ev'ry  warmer  passion  meets, 

And  warmer  powers  unite. 
o  5  Zeal  and  revenge  perform  their  part, 

And  rising  sin  destroy ; 
e  Repentance  comes  with  aching  heart — 
—    Yet  not  forbids  the  joy. 

6  Dear  Saviour,  change  our  faith  to  sight, 
Let  sin  for  ever  die  ; 

o  Then  shall  our  souls  be  all  delight, 
And  ev'ry  tear  be  dry. 

I  CANNOT  persuade  myself  to  put  a  full  period  to  those 
Divine  Hymns,  until  I  have  addressed  a  special  Song 
of  Glory  to  God  the  Father,  the  Son,  and  the  Holy  Spirit. 
Though  the  Latin  name  of  it,  Gloria  Pntri.  he  retained 
in  the  English  Nation  from  the  Roman  Church ;  and 
though  there  may  be  some  excesses  of  superstitious  ho- 
nour paid  to  the  words  of  it,  which  may  have  wrought 
some  unhappy  prejudices  in  weaker  Christians ;  yet  I 
believe  it  still  to  be  one  of  the  noblest  parts  of  Christian 
Worship.  The  subject  of  it  is  the  doctrine  of  the 
Trinity,  which  is  that  peculiar  Glory  of  the  Divine  Nature, 
that  our  Lord  Jesus  Christ  has  so  clearly  revealed  unto 


Book  III.  HYMN  26,  27. 491 

men,  and  is  so  necessary  to  true  Christianity.  The  action 
is  Praise ;  which  is  one  of  the  most  coniplete  and  exalted 
parts  of  heavenly  worship.  I  have  cast  the  Song  into  a 
variety  of  forms,  and  have  fitted  it,  by  a  plain  Version,  or 
a  larger  Paraphrase,  to  be  sung  either  alone,  or  at  the 
conclusion  of  another  Hymn. — I  have  also  added  a  few 
Hosannas,  or  ascriptions  of  Salvation  to  Christ,  in  the 
same  manner,  and  for  the  same  end. 

A  SONG  OF  PRAISE. 

To  the  ever  Blessed  Trinity,  God  the  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit. 

HYMN  26.  1st.  L.  M.  Weldon.  [*] 

1  "OLESS'D  be  the  Father  and  his  love, 
-E^   To  which  celestial  source  we  owe 

Rivers  of  endless  joy  above, 

And  rills  of  comfort  here  below. 
o  2  Glory  to  thee,  great  Son  of  God, 
e  From  whose  dear,  wounded  body  rolls 

A  precious  stream  of  vital  blood — 

Pardon  and  life  for  dying  souls ! 
— 3  We  give  thee,  sacred  Spirit,  praise, 

Who  in  our  hearts  of  sin  and  wo, 
o  Mak'st  living  springs  of  grace  arise, 
o  And  into  boundless  glory  flow, 
g  4  Thus  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 

And  God  the  Spirit,  we  adore ; 

That  sea  of  life  and  love  unknown, 

Without  a  bottom  or  a  shore. 

HYMN  21.  1st.  C.  M.  Bethlehem,  [*] 

1  f^  LORY  to  God  the  Father's  name— 
VX  Who  from  our  sinful  race, 

Chose  out  his  fav'rites,  to  proclaim 
The  honours  of  his  grace. 

2  Glory  to  God  the  Son  be  paid — 
e       Who  dwelt  in  humble  clay  ; 

p  And,  to  redeem  us  from  the  dead, 

Gave  his  own  life  away. 
—3  Glory  to  God  the  Spirit  give — 

From  whose  almighty  power, 
Our  souls  their  heavenly  birth  derive. 

And  bless  the  happy  hour. 


492 HYMN  28—30.  Book  111 

g  4  Glory  to  God  who  reigns  above, 
Th'  eternal  Three  in  One, 
Who  by  the  wonders  of  his  love, 
Has  made  his  nature  known. 

HYMN  28.  1st.  S.  M.  St.  Thomas.  [*] 

1  [T   ET  God  the  Father  live 

-Li  For  ever  on  our  tongues  : 
Sinners  from  his  first  love  derive 
The  ground  of  all  their  songs. 

2  Ye  saints,  employ  your  breath 
In  honour  of  the  Son  ; 

Who  bought  your  souls  from  hell  and  death, 

By  offering  up  his  own. 
S       Give  to  the  Spirit  praise 

Of  an  immortal  strain  ; 
Whose  light  and  power,  and  grace  conveys 

Salvation  down  to  men. 

4  While  God  the  Comforter 
Reveals  our  pardon'd  sin, 

0  may  the  blood  and  water  bear 

The  same  record  within ! 

5  To  the  great  One  in  Three, 
That  seals  this  grace  in  heaven, 

The  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit,  be 
Eternal  glory  given.] 

HYMN  29.  2d.  L.  M. 

1  (^  LORY  to  God  the  Trinity, 

V^T  Whose  name  has  mysteries  unknown : 
In  essence  One,  in  persons  Three  ; 
A  social  nature,  yet  alone. 

2  WThen  all  our  noblest  powers  are  join'd, 
The  honours  of  thy  name  to  raise ; 

Thy  glories  overmatch  our  mind, 
And  angels  faint  beneath  the  praise. 

HYMN  30.  2d.  C.  M. 
1   FT!  HE  God  of  mercy  be  ador'd, 

J-    Who  calls  our  souls  from  death, 
Who  saves  by  his  redeeming  word. 
And  new  creating  breath. 


Book  III.  HYMN  31-36. 493 

2  To  praise  the  Father  and  the  Son, 

And  Spirit,  all  divine — 
The  One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  One — 

Let  saints  and  angels  join. 

HYMN  31.  2d.  S.  M. 

1  "'      ET  God  the  Maker's  name, 
J— ^  Have  honour,  love,  and  fear ; 

To  God  the  Saviour,  pay  the  same, 
And  God  the  Comforter. 

2  Father  of  lights  above, 
Thy  mercy  we  adore  ; 

The  Son  of  thy  eternal  love, 
And  Spirit  of  thy  power. 

HYMN  32.  3d.  L.  M. 

O  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
Be  honour,  praise,  and  glory  given, 
By  all  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven. 

HYMN  33.  Or  thus. 

ALL  glory  to  the  wondrous  name, 
Father  of  mercy,  God  of  love  : 
Thus  we  exalt  the  Lord,  the  Lamb  ; 
And  thus  we  praise  the  heavenly  Dove. 

HYMN  34.  3d.  C.  M. 

LET  God,  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 
And  Spirit,  be  ador'd ; 
Where  there  are  works  to  make  Him  known, 
Or  saints  to  love  the  Lord. 

HYMN  35.  Or  thus. 

HONOUR  to  the  Almighty  Three, 
And  everlasting  One ; 
All  glory  to  the  Father  be, 
The  Spirit,  and  the  Son. 

HYMN  36.  3d.  S.  M. 

YE  angels  round  the  throne, 
And  saints  that  dwell  below, 
Worship  the  Father,  love  the  Son, 
And  bless  the  Spirit  too. 
'   42 


494 HYMN  37—39.  Book  III. 

HYMN  37.  Or  thus. 

GIVE  to  the  Father  praise, 
Give  glory  to  the  Son  ; 
And  to  the  Spirit  of  his  grace 
Be  equal  honour  done. 

HYMN  38.  H.  M.  Allerton.  [*] 

Song  of  Praise  to  the  Blessed  Trinity. 

1  T~  GIVE  immortal  praise 

JL  To  God  the  Father's  love, 
For  all  my  comforts  here, 
And  better  hopes  abovej 
o  He  sent  his  own 
Eternal  Son 

—    2  To  God  the  Son  belongs 

Immortal  glory  too ; 
e       Who  bought  us  with  his  blood 

From  everlasting  wo* 


e  To  die  for  sins, 
That  man  had  done. 


o  And  :iow  he  lives, 
o  And  now  he  reigns 


And  sees  the  fruit 
Of  all  his  pains. 

•    3  To  God  the  Spirit's  name 

Immortal  worship  give, 

Whose  new  creating  power 

Makes  the  dead  sinner  live  : 
His  work  completes  And  fills  the  soul 

The  great  design,  With  joy  divine. 

4  Almighty  God,  to  thee 
Be  endless  honour  done  ; 
The  undivided  Three, 
And  the  mysterious  One. 


Where  reason  foils, 
With  all  her  powers- 


There  faith  prevails, 
And  love  adores. 


HYMN  39.  H.  M.  Bethesda.  [*] 

1  [HPO  Him  who  chose  us  first, 
J-    Before  the  world  began  ; 
To  Him  who  bore  the  curse 
To  save  rebellious  man; 


To  him  who  form'd 
Our  hearts  anew, 


Is  endless  praise 
And  glory  due. 


Book  III.  HYMN  40—42. 495 

2  The  Father's  love  shall  run 
Through  our  immortal  songs ; 
We  bring  to  God  the  Son 
Hosannas  on  our  tongues  : 
Our  lips  address  With  equal  praise. 


The  Spirit's  name 


And  zeal  the  same. 


3  Let  ev'ry  saint  above, 
And  angels  round  the  throne, 
For  ever  bless  and  love 
The  sacred  Three  in  One. 


Thus  heaven  shall  raise 


When  earth  and  time 


His  honours  high,  Grow  old  and  die.] 

HYMN  40.  H.  M. 

TO  God  the  Father's  throne 
Perpetual  honours  raise ; 
Glory  to  God  the  Son, 
To  God  the  Spirit  praise  ; 
And  while  our  lips  Our  faith  adores 

Their  tribute  bring,  The  name  we  sing. 


HYMN  41.  Or  thus. 

[rilO  our  eternal  God, 
J-    The  Father,  and  the  Son, 

And  Spirit,  all  divine, 

Three  mysteries  in  one, — 
Salvation,  power,  By  all  on  earth, 

And  praise  be  given,        And  all  in  heaven.] 

THE  HOSANNA, 

or,  Salvation  ascribed  to  CHRIST. 

HYMN  42.  L.  M. 

1  TIOSANNA  to  King  David's  Son, 
J-l  Who  reigns  on  a  superiour  throne : 

We  bless  the  Prince  of  heavenly  birth, 
Who  brings  salvation  down  to  earth. 

2  Let  ev'ry  nation,  ev'ry  age, 
In  this  delightful  work  engage  ; 
Old  men  and  babes  in  Zion  sing 
The  growing  glories  of  her  King. 


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496 HYMN  43—45  Book  III. 

HYMN  43.  C.  M. 

1  TTOSANNA  to  the  Prince  of  Grace  : 

IT    Zion,  behold  thy  King! 
Proclaim  the  Son  of  David's  race, 
And  teach  the  babes  to  sing. 

2  Hosanna  to  th'  incarnate  Word, 
Who  from  the  Father  came ; 

Ascribe  salvation  to  the  Lord, 
With  blessings  on  his  Name. 

HYMN  44.  S.  M. 

1  XTOSANNA  to  the  Son 
XX  Of  David,  and  of  God  ; 

Who  brought  the  news  of  pardon  down, 
And  bought  it  with  his  blood. 

2  To  Christ,  th'  Anointed  King, 
Be  endless  blessings  given  ; 

Let  the  whole  earth  his  glory  sing, 

Who  made  our  peace  with  Heaven. 

HYMN  45.  H.  M. 
1  TTOSANNA  to  the  King, 

XX  Of  David's  ancient  blood ; 
Behold  he  comes  to  bring 
Forgiving  grace  from  God 


Let  old  and  young 


And  at  his  feet 


Attend  his  way,  Their  honours  lay. 

2  Glory  to  God  on  high  ; 

Salvation  to  the  Lamb ; 

Let  earth,  and  sea,  and  sky, 

His  wondrous  love  proclaim  : 
Upon  his  head  And  ev'ry  age 


Shall  honours  rest, 


Pronounce  him  bless'd. 


END  OF  THE  THIRD  BOOK  OF  HYMNS 


HYMNS 

SELECTED 

FROM  VARIOUS  AUTHORS. 

HYMN  1.  L.  M.  Old  Hundred.  [*] 

Being  of  God.     Ps.  civ. 

e  1   npHERE  is  a  God — all  nature  speaks, 

J-    Through  earth,  and  air,  and  sea,  and 
o  See  from  the  clouds  his  glory  breaks,     [skies ; 

When  the  first  beams  of  morning  rise. 
— 2  The  rising  sun,  serenely  bright, 

O'er  the  wide  world's  extended  frame, 

Inscribes,  in  characters  of  light, 

His  mighty  Maker's  glorious  name. 
o  3  The  flow'ry  tribes  all  blooming  rise, 

Above  the  weak  attempts  of  art ; 
e  The  smallest  worms,  the  meanest  flies, 

Speak  sweet  conviction  to  the  heart. 
— 4  Ye  curious  minds,  who  roam  abroad, 

And  trace  creation's  wonders  o'er, 
e  Confess  the  footsteps  of  the  God  ; — 
a  Bow  down  before  him — and  adore.        Steele. 

HYMN  2.  CM.  Tunbridge.  [b*] 

Goodness  of  God.     Nahum  i,  7. 

1  "V7"E  humble  souls,  approach  your  God, 

JL    With  songs  of  sacred  praise  ; 
For  he  is  good,  immensely  good, 
And  kind  are  all  his  ways. 

2  All  nature  owns  his  guardian  care ; 
In  him  we  live  and  move ; 

o  But  nobler  benefits  declare 

The  wonders  of  his  love. 
e  3  He  gave  his  Son,  his  only  Son, 

To  ransom  rebel  worms ; 
— 'Tis  here  he  makes  his  goodness  known, 

In  its  divinest  forms. 
e  4  To  this  dear  refuge,  Lord,  we  come  ; 

'Tis  here  our  hope  relies : 
o  A  safe  defence,  a  peaceful  home, 

When  storms  of  trouble  rise 
1  * 


506 HYMN  3,  4. Select. 

— 5  Thine  eye  beholds,  with  kind  regard, 
The  souls  who  trust  in  thee ; 
Their  humble  hope  thou  W  ilt  reward, 
With  bliss  divinely  free. 
o  6  Great  God,  to  thy  almighty  Love 
What  honours  shall  we  raise  ? 
Not  all  the  raptur'd  songs  above 

Can  render  equal  praise.  Steele. 

HYMN  3.  C.  M.  Mitcham.  Arundel  [*] 

God  the  Creator. 

1  T?  TERNAL  Wisdom,  thee  we  praise  ; 

J-J   Thee  the  creation  sings  ; 
With  thy  lov'd  name,  rocks,  hills,  and  seas, 
And  heaven's  high  palace  rings, 
g  2  Thy  hand, — how  wide  it  spread  the  sky ! 

How  glorious  to  behold  ! 
— Ting'd  with  a  blue  of  heavenly  die, 
And  starr'd  with  sparkling  gold. 
3  Thy  glories  blaze,  all  nature  round, 

And  strike  the  gazing  sight, 
Through  skies,  and  seas,  and  solid  ground, 
With  terrour  and  delight, 
g  4  Infinite  strength,  and  equal  skill, 
Shine  through  the  worlds  abroad, 
e  Our  souls  with  vast  amazement  fill, 

And  speak  the  builder — God. 
— 5  But  still  the  wonders  of  thy  grace 
e       Our  softer  passions  move  ; 
Pity  divine,  in  Jesus'  face, 

We  see,  adore,  and  love.  Watts. 

HYMN  4.  CM.  Bedford.  [*] 

Sovereignty  and  Dominion  of  God. 

a    1  "17"  EEP  silence — all  created  things, 

J^-  And  wait  your  Maker's  nod  ; 
My  soul  stands  trembling  while  she  sings 

The  honours  of  her  God. 
e  2  Life,  death,  and  hell,  and  worlds  unknown, 

Hang  on  his  firm  decree  ; 
He  sits  on  no  precarious  throne, 

Nor  borrows  leave — to  be. 
3  Chain'd  to  his  throne  a  volume  lies, 

With  all  the  fates  of  men  ; 


Select. HYMN  5. 507 

With  ev'ry  angel's  form  and  size, 

Drawn  by  th'  eternal  pen. 
— 4  His  providence  unfolds  the  book, 

And  makes  his  counsels  shine  ; 
Each  opening  leaf,  and  ev'ry  stroke, 

Fulfils  some  deep  design. 

5  (Here  he  exalts  neglected  worms, 
To  sceptres  and  a  crown  ; 

And  there,  the  following  page  he  turns, 
And  treads  the  monarch  down. 

6  Not  Gabriel  asks  the  reason  why, 
Nor  God  the  reason  gives ; 

Nor  dares  the  fav'rite  angel  pry 
Between  the  folded  leaves.) 
e  7  My  God,  I  would  not  long  to  see 
My  fate,  with  curious  eyes ; 
What  gloomy  lines  are  writ  for  me, 
Or  what  bright  scenes  may  rise. 
— 8  In  thy  fair  book  of  life  and  grace, 

0  may  I  find  my  name, 
Recorded  in  some  humble  place, 

Beneath  my  Lord — the  Lamb.  Watts. 

HYMN  5.  L.  P.  M.  St.  Helen's.  [*] 

God's  J\"a?ne  proclaimed.     Ex.  xxxiv,  6 — 8. 

1     \  TTEND,  my  soul,  the  voice  divine, 
J-JL  And  mark  what  beaming  glories  shine 
Around  thy  condescending  God  ! 
To  us— to  us,  he  still  proclaims 
e  His  awful,  his  endearing  names  ; 
o      Attend,  and  sound  them  all  abroad. 
d  2  'Jehovah  I,  the  sovereign  Lord, 
'The  mighty  God,  by  heaven  ador'd, 
'  Down  to  the  earth  my  footsteps  bend : 
e  '  My  heart  the  tenderest  pity  knows, 
1  Goodness,  full-streaming,  wide  o'erflows, 

1  And  grace  and  truth  shall  never  end. 
3  '  My  patience  long  can  crimes  endure, 
1  My  pard'ning  love  is  ever  sure, 

1  When  penitential  sorrow  mourns  ; 
1  To  millions,  through  unnumber'd  years, 
'  New  hope  and  new  delight  it  bears  ; 
'Yet  wrath  against  the  sinner  burns/ 


508 HYMN  6,  7. Select. 

o  4  Make  haste,  my  soul,  the  vision  meet, 
e  All  prostrate  at  thy  Sovereign's  feet, 
—     And  drink  the  tuneful  accents  in  : 
o  Speak  on,  my  Lord,  repeat  the  voice, 
Diffuse  these  heart-expanding  joys, 
Till  heaven  repeat  the  rapt'rous  scene. 
Doddridge. 

HYMN  6.  C.  M.  Colchester.  [*] 

Adam:  or,  the  Fall  of  Man.     Gen.  iii. 

1    f\N  man,  in  his  own  image  made, 

V>^   How  much  did  God  bestow ! 
The  whole  creation  homage  paid, 

And  own'd  him  Lord  below. 
o  2  He  dwelt  in  Eden's  garden,  stor'd 

With  sweets  for  ev'ry  sense ; 
And  there,  with  his  descending  Lord, 

He  walk'd  in  confidence. 
e  3  But  oh  !  by  sin  how  quickly  chang'd ! 

His  honour  forfeited ; 
His  heart,  from  God  and  truth  estrang'd, 

His  conscience,  fill'd  with  dread. 
— 4  Now  from  his  Maker's  voice  he  flies, 

Which  was  before  his  joy  : 
And  thinks  to  hide  amidst  the  trees, 

From  an  all-seeing  eye. 
5  Compell'd  to  answer  to  his  name, — 

With  stubbornness  and  pride, 
He  cast  on  God  himself  the  blame, 

Nor  once  for  mercy  cried. 
o  6  But  grace,  unask'd,  his  heart  subdu'd, 

And  all  his  guilt  forgave  : 
By  faith  the  promis'd  Seed  he  vievv'd, 

And  felt  the  power  to  save.  Newton. 

HYMN  7.  H.  M.  Allerton.  [*] 

Types  of  the  Messiah.     Heb.  iv,  2. 

1  fSRAEL,  in  ancient  days, 

X  Not  only  had  a  view 
Of  Sinai  in  a  blaze, 

But  leam'd  the  gospel  too : 
The  types  and  figures  were  a  glass, 
In  which  thev  saw  the  Saviour's  face. 


Select. HYMN  8. 509 

2  The  paschal  sacrifice, 

And  blood-besprinkled  door, — 
Seen  with  enlightened  eyes, 

And  once  apply'd  with  power, 
Would  teach  the  need  of  other  blood, 
To  reconcile  an  angry  God. 

3  The  lamb,  the  dove,  set  forth 
His  perfect  innocence, 

Whose  blood  of  matchless  worth 
Should  be  the  soul's  defence  : 
For  he  who  can  for  sin  atone, 
Must  have  no  failings  of  his  own. 

4  The  scape-goat,  on  his  head, 
The  people's  trespass  bore ; 

And,  to  the  desert  led, 
Was  to  be  seen  no  more  : 
In  him  our  Surety  seem'd  to  say, 
d  '  Behold,  I  bear  your  sins  away.' 
—    5  Dipp'd  in  his  fellow's  blood, 
The  living  bird  went  free  : 
The  type,  well  understood, 
Express'd  the  sinner's  plea — 
e  Describ'd  a  guilty  soul  enlarg'd, 

And  by  a  Saviour's  death  discharg'd. 
o      6  Jesus,  I  love  to  trace, 

Throughout  the  sacred  page, 
The  footsteps  of  thy  grace, 
The  same  in  ev'ry  age ! 
— O  grant  that  I  may  faithful  be 
To  clearer  light  vouchsaf 'd  to  me  !      Cowper. 

HYMN  8.  7's.  Redeeming  Love,  [*] 

Birth  of  the  Saviour. 

1  "FT ARK !  the  herald  angels  sing, 

-CI  '  Glory  to  the  new-born  King  ! 
'  Peace  on  earth,  and  mercy  mild, 

1  God  and  sinners  reconcil'd  !' 

2  Joyful,  all  ye  nations,  rise, 
Join  the  iriumph  of  the  skies; 
With  th'  angelic  host  proclaim, 
Christ  is  born  in  Bethlehem. 

4  Veil'd  in  flesh—the  Godhead  see, 
Hail  th'  incarnate  Deity ; 


5TL0 HYMN  9,  10. Select. 

Pleas'd  as  man  with  men  t'  appear, 

Jesus  our  Emmanuel  here. 
o  5  Hail  the  heaven-born  Prince  of  Peace! 

Hail  the  Sun  of  Righteousness  ! 

Light  and  life  to  all  he  brings, 

Ris'n  with  healing  in  his  wings. 
e  6  Mild,  he  lays  his  glory  by ; 

Born,  that  man  no  more  may  die ; 

Born,  to  raise  the  sons  of  earth  ; 

Born,  to  give  them  second  birth.     RippoiCs  Col. 

HYMN  9.  C.  M.  Bethlehem.  [*] 

Joy  of  Angels  at  the  Saviour's  birth. 

1  "Vl^HILE  shepherds  watch'd  their  flocks 
▼  ▼     All  seated  on  the  ground,    [by  night, 
The  angel  of  the  Lord  came  down, 
And  glory  shoue  around. 
e  2  '  Fear  not,'  said  he,  for  mighty  dread 

Had  seiz'd  their  troubled  mind, 
o  c  Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring, 

1  To  you  and  all  mankind. 
b  3  '  To  you,  in  David's  town,  this  day, 
'  Is  born  of  David's  line, 
1  The  Saviour,  who  is  Christ  the  Lord, 

1  And  this  shall  be  the  sign  : — 
4  '  The  heavenly  Babe  you  there  shall  find, 
'  To  human  view  display'd, 
e  *  All  meanly  wrapp'd  in  swaddling  bands, 

*  And  in  a  manger  laid.' 
— 5  Thus  spake  the  seraph ;  and  forthwith 
Appear'd  a  shining  throng 
Of  angels,  praising  God,  who  thus 
Address'd  their  joyful  song  : — 
s  6  'All  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 
1  And  to  the  earth  be  peace ; 
g  '  Good  will  henceforth  from  heaven  to  men, 
'Begin,  and  never  cease.'   Patrick  or  Tate 

HYMN  10.  C.  M.  Devizes.  [*] 

Angel's  Song. 

o  1 '  C<  HEPHERDS,  rejoice ;  lift  up  your  eyes, 
l3  '  And  send  your  fears  away  ; 
1  News  from  the  region  of  the  skies — 
u       '  Salvation's  born  to-day  ! 


Select. HYMN  11.  511 

e  2  'JESUS,  the  God,  whom  angels  fear, 

'  Comes  down  to  dwell  with  you  ; 
— '  To-day  he  makes  his  entrance  here, 
e      *  But  not  as  monarchs  do. 
3  '  No  gold,  nor  purple  swaddling  bands, 

'  Nor  royal,  shining  things  ; 
'  A  manger  for  his  cradle  stands, 
a      '  And  holds  the  King  of  kings ! 
o  4  *  Go,  shepherds,  where  the  Infant  lies, 

1  And  see  his  humble  throne  ; 
p  'With  tears  of  joy,  in  all  your  eyes, 

'  Go,  shepherds,  kiss  the  Son.' 
— 5  Thus  Gabriel  sang — and  straight  around, 

The  heavenly  armies  throng  : 
They  tune  their  harps  to  lofty  sound, 

And  thus  conclude  the  song  : — 
s  6  '  Glory  to  God  who  reigns  above, 

'  Let  peace  surround  the  earth  ; 
'  Mortals  shall  know  their  Maker's  love, 

1  At  their  Redeemer's  birth.'      Wattes  Lyr. 

HYMN  11.  8,  6  &  5.  Christmas.  [*] 

Christinas  Morn. 

o  1  T    IFT  up  your  heads  in  joyful  hope, 

-JL^   Salute  the  happy  morn  : 
—        Each  heavenly  power, 
o  Proclaim  the  glad  hour  ; 

s  Lo,  Jesus  the  Saviour  is  born ! 
o  2  All  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 

To  him  all  praise  is  due ; 
o  The  promise  is  seal'd — 

The  Saviour's  reveal'd — 
And  proves  that  the  record  is  true, 
s  3  Let  joy  around  like  rivers  flow ; 
Flow  on,  and  still  increase  ; 
Spread  o'er  the  glad  earth, 
At  Emmanuel's  birth — 
For  heaven  and  earth  are  at  peace. 
e  4  Now  the  good  will  of  God  is  shown 

Towards  Adam's  helpless  race  ; 
o  Messiah  is  come — 

To  ransom  his  own — 
To  save  them  by  infinite  grace. 


5j2 HYMN  12,  13. Select. 

0  5  Then  let  us  join  the  heavens  above, 

Where  hymning  seraphs  sing  ; 
s  Join  all  the  glad  powers — 

For  their  Loid  is  ours — 
Our  Prophet,  our  Priest,  and  our  King.  Madams  c*i 

"HYMN  12.  C.  P.  M.  Pilgrim.  fbT 

I n  fancy  of  t/tc  Snriour. 

p  1    (~\   SIGHT  of  anguish!  view  it  near, — 

V>J   What  weeping  innocence  is  here — 

A  manger  for  his  bed ! 
— The  brutes  yield  refuge  to  his  wo — 
e  Men,  worse  than  brutes, no  pity  show, 

Nor  give  him  friendly  aid  ! 
o  2  Why  do  no  rapid  thunders  roll  ? 

Why  do  not  tempests  rock  the  pole  ? 
e       O  miracle  of  grace  ! 
o  Or  why  no  angels  on  the  wing, 

Warm  for  the  honour  of  their  King, 
e       To  punish  all  the  race  ! 
e  3  Tho'  now  an  INFANT  bath'd  in  tears, 
o  He  call'd  to  form  the  rolling  spheres ; 
g       And  seraphs  own'd  his  nod  ! 
e  Helpless  he  calls,  but  men  delay  : — 
e  Ungrateful  sinners  disobey 

The  first-born  Son  of  God  ! 
— 4  Say,  radiant  seraphs,  thron'd  in  light, 
o  Did  love  e'er  tower  so  high  a  flight  ? — 
e      Or  glory  sink  so  low  ? 
— This  wonder  angels  scarce  declare  ; 
Angels  the  rapture  scarce  can  bear, 

Or  equal  praise  bestow. 
e  5  Redemption!  'tis  a  boundless  theme; 
Thou  boundless  Mind,  our  hearts  inflame — 

With  ardour  from  above  : 
d  WTords  are  but  faint,  let  joy  express — 
Vain  is  mere  joy — let  actions  bless — 

This  prodigy  of  love. 

HYMN  13.  C.  M.  Arundel  [*] 

Christ'*  Ministry.     Luke  iv,  18,  19. 

d  1  TTARK, — the  glad  sound  ! — the  Saviour 
XJL  The  Saviour  promis'd  long!    [comes! 

— Let  ev'ry  heart  prepare  a  throne — 
And  ev'ry  voice  a  song. 


Select. HYMN  14. 513 

2  On  him  the  Spirit,  largely  pour'd, 

Exerts  its  sacred  fire  ; 
Wisdom  and  might,  and  zeal  and  love, 

His  holy  breast  inspire. 
o  3  He  comes— the  pris'ners  to  release, 

In  Satan's  bondage  held  ; 
o  The  gates  of  brass  before  him  burst — 

The  iron  fetters  yield ! 
o  4  He  comes — from  thickest  films  of  vice 

To  clear  the  mental  ray  ; 
o  And  on  the  eye-balls  of  the  blind 

To  pour  celestial  day. 
e  5  He  comes — the  broken  heart  to  bind — 

The  bleeding  soul  to  cure ; 
o  And,  with  the  treasures  of  his  grace, 

T'  enrich  the  humble  poor. 
e  6  Our  glad  hosannas,  Prince  of  Peace, 

Thy  welcome  shall  proclaim  ; 
And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring 

With  thy  beloved  name.  Doddridge. 

HYMN  14.  L.  M.  Islington.  [*] 

Christ's  Example. 

1  A  ND  is  the  gospel  peace  and  love  ? 
J-±-  Such  let  our  conversation  be  ; 

The  serpent  blended  with  the  dove, — 
Wisdom  and  meek  simplicity. 

2  Whene'er  the  angry  passions  rise, 

And  tempt  our  thoughts  or  tongues  to  strife  ; 
To  Jesus  let  us  lift  our  eyes, 
Bright  pattern  of  the  Christian  life. 

3  O  how  benevolent  and  kind  ! 
How  mild — how  ready  to  forgive ! 
Be  this  the  temper  of  our  mind, 

And  these  the  rules  by  which  we  live. 

4  To  do  his  heavenly  Father's  will, 
Was  his  employment  and  delight ; 
Humility  and  holy  zeal 

Shone  through  his  life,  divinely  bright. 

5  Dispensing  good  where'er  he  came, 
The  labours  of  his  life  were  love  ; 
Then,  if  we  bear  the  Saviour's  name, 

By  his  example  let  us  move.  Steele. 


514 HYMN  15,  16. Select. 

HYMN  15.  L.  M.  Weldon.  [*] 

Christ's  Transfiguration.     Matt,  xvii,  4. 

1  XM7~HEN  at  this  distance,  Lord,  we  trace 

▼  ▼  The  various  glories  of  thy  face, 
What  transport  pours  o'er  all  our  breast, 
And  charms  our  cares  and  woes  to  rest! 

2  With  thee,  in  the  obscurest  cell, 

On  some  bleak  mountain  would  I  dwell ; 

Rather  than  pompous  courts  behold, 

And  share  their  grandeur  and  their  gold, 
d  3  Away,  ye  charms  of  mortal  joy  ! 

Raptures  divine  my  thoughts  employ ! 
o  I  see  the  King  of  glory  shine  ; — 
e  I  feel  his  love,  and  call  him  mine. 
— 4  On  Tabor  thus  his  servants  view'd 

His  lustre,  when  transform'd  he  stood  ; 

And,  bidding  earthly  scenes  farewell, 

Cried,  *  Lord,  'tis  pleasant  here  to  dwell.' 
— 5  Yet  still  our  elevated  eyes 

To  nobler  visions  long  to  rise ; 
o  That  grand  assembly  would  we  join, 

Where  ail  thy  saints  around  thee  shine. 
d  6  That  mount — how  bright!  those  forms — how 
o  'Tis  good  to  dwell  for  ever  there  :  [fair ! 

— Come,  death,  dear  envoy  of  our  God, 

And  bear  me  to  that  blest  abode.   Doddridge. 

~HYMN  16.  L.  M.  Dresden.  [*] 

Christ  tceeping  orcr  Jerusalem.    Luke  xix,  41,  42. 

p  1   X^HAT  venerable  si^ht  appears  ! — 

▼  ▼     The  Son  of  God,dissolv'd  in  tears  ! — 
Trace,  O  my  soul,  with  sad  surprise, 

The  sorrows  of  a  Saviour's  eyes. 
e  2  For  whom,  bless'd  Jesus,  we  would  know, 

Doth  such  a  sacred  torrent  flow  ? — 

What  brother,  or  what  friend  of  thine, 

Is  grae'd  and  mourn'd  with  drops  divine  ? 
— 3  Nor  brother,  there,  nor  friend  I  see — 
d  But  sons  of  pride  and  cruelty ; 

Who  like  rapacious  tigers  stood, 

Impatient,  panting  for  thy  blood, 
p  4  Dear  Lord,  and  did  thy  gushing  eyes 

Thus  stream  o'er  dying  enemies  ? 


Select. HYMN  17.  515 

And  can  thy  tenderness  forget 

The  sinner,  humbled  at  thy  feet  ? 
e  5  With  deep  remorse  our  bowels  move, — 

That  we  have  wrong'd  such  matchless  love ; 
e  Thy  gentle  pity,  Lord,  display, 

And  smile  these  trembling  fears  away. 
—6  Give  us  to  shine  before  thy  face, 

Eternal  trophies  of  thy  grace  ; 
o  Where  songs  of  praise  thy  saints  employ, 

And  mingle  with  a  Saviour's  joy.   Doddridge, 

HYMN  17.  7s.  St.  John's,  [b] 

Gethsemane  :  or,  Agony  in  the  Garden.     Matt,  xxvi,  36—45 

1  TVTANY  woes  had  Christ  endur'd, 
_LtJ_  Many  sore  temptations  met, 

Patient  and  to  pains  inur'd  ! 
e  But  the  sorest  trial  yet 

Was  to  be  sustain'd  in  thee, — 
a  Gloomy— sad— Gethsemane  ! 
e  2  Cam  e  at  length  the  dreadful  night ! 
d  Vengeance,  with  his  iron  rod, 

Stood,  and  with  collected  might, 

Bruis'd  the  harmless  Lamb  of  God : 
p  See,  my  soul,  the  Saviour  see — 

Prostrate  in  Gethsemane. 
e  3  There  my  God  bore  all  my  guilt ; 
— This,  through  grace,  can  be  believ'd ! 
e  But  the  torments  which  he  felt, 

Are  too  vast  to  be  conceiv'd  : 

None  can  penetrate  through  thee — 
a  Doleful — dark — Gethsemane. 

4  All  my  sins  against  my  God — 
e  All  my  sins  against  his  laws — 

All  my  sins  against  his  blood — 

All  my  sins  against  his  cause  : — 
e  Sins  as  boundless  as  the  sea ! 

Hide  me,  O  Gethsemane ! 
— 5  Here's  my  claim,  and  here  alone  ; 

None  a  Saviour  more  can  need ; 

Deeds  of  righteousness  I've  none ; 

Nta  work  that  I  can  plead  : 

i\ot  a  glimpse  of  hope  for  me, 

Only  in  Gethsemane. 


516 HYMN  18,  19. Select 

o  6  Father,  Son,  aod  Holy  Ghost, 
One  almighty  ( rod  of  love, 
Prais'd  by  all  the  heavenly  host, 
In  thy  shining  courts  abow  — 
We,  poor  sinners,  gracious  Three, 
Praise  thee  for  Gethsemane.  Hart. 

HYMN  IS.  C.  M.  China,  [b] 

The  Saviour's  Death. 

e   1  L4I  ROM  whence  these  direful  omens  round, 

Jl     Which  heaven  and  earth  amaze ! 
Wherefore  do  earthquakes  cleave  the  ground? 

Why  hides  the  sun  his  rays  ? 
— 2  Well  may  the  earth  astonish'd  shake, 

And  nature  sympathize ; 
The  sun  as  darkest  night  be  black — 
a      Their  Maker,  JESUS— dies. 
p  3  Behold,  fast  streaming  from  the  tree — 

His  all  atoning  blood! 
d  Is  this  the  INFINITE  ?— 'tis  he- 

My  Saviour  and  my  God. 
p  4  For  me— these  pangs  his  soul  assail, 

For  me — this  death  is  borne  ; 
My  sins  gave  sharpness  to  the  nail, 

And  pointed  ev'ry  thorn. 
— 5  Let  sin  no  more  my  soul  enslave  ; 
d      Break,  Lord,  its  tyrant  chain  ; 
e  Oh,  save  me,  whom  thou  cam'st  to  save, 

Nor  bleed — nor  die  in  vain. 


HYMN  19.  L.  M.  Carthage.  Munich,  [b*] 

It  is  finished.     John  zix,  30. 

1  'FT! IS  finish'd  : — so  the  Saviour  cried  : 

JL    And  meekly  bow  \\  his  head,  and  died  ! 
'Tis  finish'd  : — yes,  the  race  is  run, — 
The  battle  fought,  the  vict'ry  won. 

2  'Tis  finish'd — all  that  Heaven  decreed, 
And  all  that  ancient  prophets  said, 

Is  now  fulfill'd,  as  was  design'd, 
In  me, the  Saviour  of  mankind. 

3  'Tis  finish'd  : — Aaron  now  no  more 
Must  stain  his  robes  with  purple  gore  ; 
The  sacred  veil  is  rent  in  twain ; 
The  Jewish  rites  no  more  remain. 


Select HYMN  20.  517 

4  'Tis  finished  : — this  my  dying  groan 
Shall  sins  of  ev'ry  kind  atone  ; 

o  Millions  shall  be  redeem'd  from  death, 
— By  this  my  last, expiring  breath. 

5  'Tis  finish'd  : — Heaven  is  reconcil'd, 
And  all  the  powers  of  darkness  spoil'd : 

o  Peace,  love,  and  happiness,  again 
Return,  and  dwell  with  sinful  men. 

— 6  'Tis  finish'd  : — let  the  joyful  sound 
Be  heard  through  all  the  nations  round : 

s  'Tis  finish'd  : — let  the  echo  fly, 

Through  heaven  and  hell,  through  earth  and 
sky.  Dr.  Stennet. 

HYMN  20.  L.  M.  Dresden,  [b  *] 

Christ's  Dying,  Rising,  and  Reigning. 

p  1    OTE  dies  ! — the  Friend  of  sinners  dies! 

JlJL  Lo!  Salem's  daughters  weep  around' 
a  A  solemn  darkness  veils  the  skies ! 
d  A  sudden  trembling  shakes  the  ground ! 

e  2  Come,  saints,  and  drop  a  tear  or  two, 
For  him  who  groan'd  beneath  your  load ; 

p  He  shed  a  thousand  drops  for  you — 
A  thousand  drops  of  richer  blood. 

3  Here's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree — 
a  The  Lord  of  glory  dies  for  men  ! 
o  But,  lo !  what  sudden  joys  we  see  ! 
d  Jesus,  the  dead — revives  again  ! 

o  4  The  rising  God  forsakes  the  tomb! 

Up  to  his  Father's  court  he  flies ! 
g  Cherubic  legions  guard  him  home, 

And  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skies ! 

u  5  Break  off  your  tears,  ye  saints,  and  tell 

How  high  our  great  Deliv'rer  reigns ;     • 
o  Sing  how  he  spoil'd  the  hosts  of  hell, 
d  And  led  the  tyrant,  death — in  chains. 

s  G  Say,  '  Live  for  ever,  glorious  King, 
'  Born  to  redeem,  and  strong  to  save !' 

d  Then  ask — '  O  death,  where  is  thy  sting? 
*  And  where  thy  vict'ry,  boasting  grave  ?' 
2  * 


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M8 HYMN  21,  22. Select. 

HYMN  n.  Ts.  Redeeming  Love.  [*] 

Christ's  Resurrection.     Matt,  xxviii,  6. 

d  1  TTARK!  the  herald  angels  say, 

-tl  Christ,  the  Lord,  is  risen  to-day! 
o  Raise  your  joys  and  triumphs  high, 
Let  the  glorious  tidings  fly. 

e  2  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done  ! 

Tlr  battle's  fought,  the  vicrry  won! 

Lo  !  the  sun's  eclipse  is  o'er ; 

Lo !  he  sets  in  blood  no  more. 
— 3  Vain  the  stone,  the  watch,  the  seal — 

Christ  has  burst  the  gates  of  hell ; 

Death  in  vain  forbids  his  rise ; 

Christ  has  open'd  Paradise. 
o  4  Lives  again  our  glorious  king, 
d  'Where,  0  death,  is  now  tin  sting?* 
e  Once  he  died  our  souls  to  sa\  i  . 
d  'Where's  thy  vict'ry,  boasting  grave  :* 
— 5  What  though  once  we  perish'd  all, 

Partners  of  our  parents'  fall ; — 
o  Second  life  we  shall  receive, 

And  in  Christ  for  ever  live.  Cudworth. 

HYMN  22.  7s.  Epiphany.  [*] 

Christ's  .isccnsion. 

s   1  XT  AIL,  the  day  that  saw  him  rise, 
J-JL  Ravislrd  from  our  wishful  eyes ; 
e  Christ,  awhile  to  mortals  given, 
o  Reascends  his  native  heaven  : 
— There  the  pompous  triumph  waits; 
e  Lift  your  heads,  eternal  gates ! 

'Wide  unfold  the  radiant  scene, 

•  Take  the  King  of  glory  in  !' 
— %  Him  though  highest  heaven  receives, 

Still  he  loves  the  earth  he  leaves; 

Though  returning  to  his  throne, 

Still  he  calls  mankind  his  own. 

Still  for  us  he  interced 

Prevalent,  his  death  he  pleads: 

Next  himself  prepares  a  place, 

Harbinger  of  human  race 


Select. HYMN  33. 519 

e  3  Master,  (may  we  ever  say,) 

Taken  from  the  world  away, 

See  thy  faithful  servants,  see, 

Ever  gazing  up  to  thee. 

Grant,  though  parted  from  our  sight, 
— High  above  yon  azure  height, — 

Grant  our  souls  may  thither  rise — 

Foll'wing  thee  beyond  the  skies. 
o  4  Ever  upward  let  us  move, 

Wafted  on  the  wings  of  love ; 

Looking  when  our  Lord  shall  come — 

Looking  for  a  happier  home. 
o  There  we  shall  with  thee  remain, 

Partners  of  thy  endless  reign ; 

There  thy  face  unclouded  see — 

Find  a  heaven  of  heavens  in  thee. 

HYMN  23.  L.  M.  Oporto.  [*] 

Christ's  Death,  Resurrection,  and  Ascension.     Acts  ii,  32 — 36. 

1  f~^  OME,  tune,  ye  saints,  your  noblest  strains, 
V^   Your  dying,  rising  Lord  to  sing; 

And  echo,  to  the  heavenly  plains, 
The  triumphs  of  your  Saviour  King. 

2  In  songs  of  grateful  rapture  tell, 
How  he  subdu'd  your  potent  foes  ; 
Subdu'd  the  powers  of  death  and  hell, 
And,  dying,  finish'd  all  your  woes. 

3  Then  to  his  glorious  throne  on  high, 
Return'd ;  while  hymning  angels  round, 
Through  the  bright  arches  of  the  sky, 
The  God,  the  conquering  God,  resound. 

4  Almighty  love,  victorious  power! 
Not  angel  tongues  can  e'er  display 
The  wonders  of  that  dreadful  hour — 
The  joys  of  that  illustrious  day. 

5  Then  well  may  mortals  try  in  vain, 
In  vain  their  feeble  voices  raise ; 
Yet  Jesus  hears  the  humble  strain, 
And  kindly  owns  our  wish  to  praise. 

6  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  wondrous  grace 
Fill  ev'ry  heart,  and  every  tongue ; 
Till  the  full  glories  of  thy  face 

Inspire  a  sweeter,  nobler  song.  Steele. 


520 HYMN  24,  25. Select. 

HYMN  24.  7s.  Redeeming  Love.  [*] 

Christ's  "Resurrection  and  Ascension.     Matt,  xxviii,  2. 

d  1     A  NGELS,  roll  the  rock  away! 

-£*-  Death,  yield  up  the  mighty  prey! 
s  See,  the  Saviour  quits  the  tomb — 

Glowing  with  immortal  bloom. 
u  2  Shout,  ye  seraphs ;  Gabriel,  raise 

Thine  eternal  trump  of  praise; 
— Let  the  earth's  remotest  bound 

Echo  to  the  blissful  sound. 
o  3  Now,  ye  saints,  lift  up  your  eyes ; 

See  the  Conqueror  mount  the  skies ; 

Troops  of  angels  on  the  road, 

Hail  and  sing  th'  incarnate  God. 
g  4  Heaven  unfolds  her  portals  wide — 

Glorious  Hero,  through  them  ride ; 

King  of  glory,  mount  thy  throne  ; 

Boundless  empire  is  thine  own. 
s  5  Praise  him,  ye  celestial  choirs, 

Praise,  and  sweep  your  golden  lyres  ; 

Praise  him  in  the  noblest  songs, 

From  ten  thousand  thousand  tongues. 
— 6  Let  Emmanuel  be  ador'd — 
d  Ransom,  Mediator,  Lord ; 
o  To  creation's  utmost  bound, 

Let  th'  immortal  praise  resound.         (ribbons. 

HYMN  25.  8,  7,  &  4.  Tamworth.  [*] 

Praise  to  the  Redeemer. 

1   lt/TIGHTY  God,  while  angels  bless  thee, 
e       -LtJL  May  an  infant  lisp  thy  name  ? 
— Lord  of  man,  as  well  as  angels, 

Thou  art  every  creature's  theme. 
o  Hallelujah, 

Hallelujah,  hallelujah.     Amen. 
— 2  Lord  of  every  land  and  nation, 

Ancient  of  eternal  days  ! 
o  Sounded  through  the  wide  creation, 

Be  thy  just,  exalted  praise.  Hal 

g  3  For  the  grandeur  of  thy  nature — 
Grand  beyond  a  seraph's  thought — 
For  created  works  of  power, 

Works  with  skill  and  kindness  wrought.  Hal 


Select. HYMN  26. 521 

4  For  thy  providence  that  governs, 

Through  thine  empire's  wide  domain; 
e  Wings  an  angel — guides  a  sparrow — 
o      Blessed  be  thy  gentle  reign.  Hal, 

e  5  But  thy  rich,  thy  free  redemption, 

Dark  through  brightness  all  along ! 
e  Thought  is  poor,  and  poor  expression  ; 
a      Who  dare  sing  that  awful  song  ?  Hal. 

— 6  Brightness  of  the  Father's  glory, 
e       Shall  thy  praise  unutter'd  lie  ? 
d  Fly,  my  tongue,  such  guilty  silence  ! 
o      Sing  the  Lord,  who  came  to  die.  Hal. 

e  7  Did  archangels  sing  thy  coming  ? 

Did  the  shepherds  learn  their  lays  ? 
— Shame  would  cover  me,  ungrateful, 

Should  my  tongue  refuse  to  praise.         Hal. 
8  From  the  highest  throne  in  glory, 
a      To  the  cross  of  deepest  wo — 

All  to  ransom  guilty  captives! 
s       Flow,  my  praise,  for  ever  flow,  Hal. 

o  9  Go,  return,  immortal  Saviour ; 

Leave  thy  footstool,  take  thy  throne : 
g  Thence  return,  and  reign  for  ever ; 

Be  the  kingdom  all  thine  own. 
Hallelujah,  &c.  Robinson* 

HYMN  26.  C.  M.  Marlborough.  [*] 

Coronation  of  Christ.     Cant,  iii,  11. 

1  \  LL  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name! 
J-jL  Let  angels  prostrate  fall ; 

Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

2  Crown  him,  ye  morning  stars  of  light, 
Who  hx'd  this  floating  ball  ; 

Now  hail  the  strength  of  Israel's  might, 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

3  Crown  him  ye  martyrs  of  our  God, 
Who  from  his  altar  call ; 

Extol  the  stem  of  Jesse's  rod, 
o      And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 
— 4  Hail  him,  ye  heirs  of  David's  line, 
Whom  David,  Lord,  did  call : 

The  God  incarnate  !  Man  Divine f 
o      And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 


n  i 


522 HYMN  37. Select. 

— 5  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  nice, 

Ye  ransom'd  (Void  the  fall, 
Hail  him  who  saves  you  by  his  grace, 
o      And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 
e  6  Sinners,  whose  love  can  ne'er  forget 

The  wormwood  and  the  gall ; 
— Go  spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet, 
o      And  crow  n  him — Lord  of  all. 
7  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe, 

On  this  terrestrial  ball, 
g  To  him  all  majesty  ascribe, 

And  crown  him — Lord  of  all.  Duman. 

HYMN  21.  6  &  4.   Trinity.  [*] 

Jesus  is  King.     Rev.  xiv,  3. 

1  T    ET  us  awake  our  joys, 
-Li   Strike  up  with  cheerful  voice — 
Each  creature,  sing ; 

Angels — begin  the  song, 

Mortals  the  strains  prolong, 

In  accents  sweet  and  strong, — 
o      *  Jesus  is  king.' 
— 2  Proclaim  abroad  his  name, 

Tell  of  his  matchless  fame — 
What  wonders  done  ; 

Shout  through  hell's  dark  profound, 

Let  the  w'hole  earth  resound, 

Till  the  high  heavens  rebound — 
'  The  vict'ry's  won.' 
— 3  He  vanquished  sin  and  hell, 

And  the  last  foe  will  quell : 
e      Mourners,  rejoice  ! 

His  dying  love  adore  : 
o  Praise  him,  now  rais'd  in  power, 

And  triumph  ever  more, 
With  a  glad  voice. 
o  4  All  hail  the  glorious  day, 

When  through  the  heavenly  way, 
g       Lo,  he  shall  come  ! 
e  While  they  who  piere'd  him  wail, 

His  promise  shall  not  fail ; 
o  Saints,  see  your  King  prevail  ; 
d      Come,  dear  Lord,  come !  Kinsrsnury. 


Select HYMN  28,  29. 523 

HYMN  28.  H.  M.  Triumph.  [*] 

The  Kingdom  of  Christ.     Phil,  iv,  4. 

s  1  TOEJOICE— the  Lord  is  King! 
XV  Your  God  and  King  adore  ; 
Mortals,  give  thanks  and  sing, 

And  triumph  evermore  : 
Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice, 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints,  rejoice. 
2  Rejoice — the  Saviour  reigns  ! 

The  God  of  truth  and  love  ; 
When  he  had  purg'd  our  stains, 

He  took  his  seat  above  : 
Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice, 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints,  rejoice. 
— 3  His  kingdom  cannot  fail ; 

He  rules  air,  earth,  and  heaven : 
The  keys  of  death  and  hell 
Are  to  our  Jesus  given  : 
o  Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice, 

Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints,  rejoice. 
— 5  He  all  his  foes  will  quell, 
Will  all  our  sins  destroy ; 
And  every  bosom  swell, 
With  pure  seraphic  joy ; 
o  Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice, 

Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints,  rejoice. 
o  6  Rejoice,  in  glorious  hope ; 
Jesus  the  Judge  will  come — 
And  take  his  servants  up 
To  their  eternal  home  : 
g  We  soon  shall  hear  th'  archangel's  voice : 
The  trump  of  God  shall  sound — rejoice  !  j?^* 

HYMN  29.  C.  M.  Sivamvick.  [*] 

Glories  of  God  in  Redemption.     Is.  xliv,  23. 

g  1    LEATHER — how  wide  thy  glory  shines! 

•I-     How  high  thy  wonders  rise ! 
o  Known  through  the  earth  by  thousand  signs, 

By  thousands  through  the  skies. 
d  2  But  when  we  view  thy  strange  design, 

To  save  rebellious  worms ; 
p  Where  vengeance  and  compassion  join, 

In  their  divinest  forms ; — 


524 HYMN  30. Select. 

g  3  Here  the  whole  Deity  is  known ; 

e       Nor  dares  a  creature  guess — 

e  Which  of  the  glories  brightest  shone — 

d       The  justice  or  the  grace. 

b  4  Now  the  full  glories  of  the  Lamb 

Adorn  the  heavenly  plains : 
Bright  seraphs  learn  Emmanuel's  name, 

And  try  their  choicest  strains. 
o  5  O  may  I  bear  some  humble  part 

In  that  immortal  song ! 
s  Wonder  and  joy  shall  tune  my  heart, 

And  love  command  my  tongue.    Watts' s  Lyr, 

HYMN  30.  6  &  4.  C.  M.  Bermondsey.  [*] 

Worthy  the  Lamb.     Rev.  v,  12. 

o  1   f^  LORY  to  God  on  high  : 

^J  Let  heaven  and  earth  reply — 
o  Praise  ye  his  Name  ! 

— His  love  and  grace  adore, 
e  Who  all  our  sorrows  bore  ; 
— And  sing  for  evermore — 
o  Worthy  the  Lamb. 

— 2  All  they  around  the  throne 
o  Cheerfully  join  in  one, 
Praising  his  Name ; 

We,  who  have  felt  his  blood 

Sealing  our  peace  with  God, 

Sound  his  dear  name  abroad — 
o  Worthy  the  Lamb. 

— 3  Join,  all  ye  ransom'd  race, 

Our  Lord  and  God  to  bless  ; 
o  Praise  ye  his  name  : 

o  In  him  we  will  rejoice, 

And  make  a  joyful  noise, 
o  Shouting  with  heart  and  voice — 
u  Worthy  the  Lamb. 

e  4  What  though  we  change  our  place— 
—  Yet  we  shall  never  cease 

Praising  his  name : 
o  To  him  our  songs  wc  bring — 
s  Hail  him  our  gracious  King, 

And  without  ceasing  sing, 

Worthy  the  Lamb.  HilPs  Col 


Select. HYMN  31,  32. 52_ 

HYMN  31.  L.  M.  Munich.  Moreton.  [*] 

Christ's  Intercession.     Heb.  vii,  25. 

1  TJ"E  lives — the  great  Redeemer  lives ; 
XX  What  joy  the  blest  assurance  gives !— 
— And  now  before  his  Father  God, 

Pleads  the  full  merits  of  his  blood. 
e  2  Repeated  crimes  awake  our  fears, 

And  justice,  arm'd  with  frowns,  appears; 
— But  in  the  Saviour's  lovely  face, 
o  Sweet  mercy  smiles — and  all  is  peace  ! 
— 3  Hence,  then,  ye  black,  despairing  thoughts — 

Above  our  fears,  above  our  faults, 
o  His  powerful  intercessions  rise  ; 

And  guilt  recedes,  and  terrour  dies. 
e  4  In  ev'ry  dark,  distressful  hour, 

When  sin  and  Satan  join  their  power, 
— Let  this  dear  hope  repel  the  dart — 

That  Jesus  bears  us  on  his  heart. 

5  Great  Advocate,  almighty  Friend  I 

On  him  our  humble  hopes  depend ; 
o  Our  cause  can  never,  never  fail, 

For  Jesus  pleads,  and  must  prevail.        Steele 

HYMN  32.  8  &  7.  Calvary.  [*] 

Praise  to  the  Redeemer. 

1  XX AIL,  thou  once  despised  Jesus ! 
JlX  Thou  didst  free  salvation  bring  ; 

By  thy  death  thou  didst  release  us 
From  thy  tyrant's  deadly  sting. 

2  Paschal  Lamb,  by  God  appointed, 
All  our  sins  on  thee  were  laid ; 

Great  High  Priest,  by  God  anointed, 
Thou  hast  full  atonement  made. 

3  Contrite  sinners  are  forgiven, 
Through  the  virtue  of  thy  blood  : 

Open'd  is  the  gate  of  heaven, 

Peace  is  made  for  man  with  God. 
g  4  Jesus,  hail !  enthron'd  in  glory ; 
There  for  ever  to  abide  ; 
All  the  heavenly  hosts  adore  thee, 
Seated  at  thy  Father's  side. 
3 


m 

m HYMN  33. Select. 

e  5  There  for  sinners  thou  art  pleading  ; 
There  thou  dost  our  place  prepare ; 
Ever  for  us  interceding, 
Till  in  heaven  we  appear. 

o  6  Glory,  honour,  power  and  blessing, 

Thou  art  worthy  to  receive  ; 
o  Loudest  praises,  without  ceasing, 

Meet  it  is  for  us  to  give.  Ripporfs  Col. 

HYMN  33.  7s.  Redeeming  Love.  [*] 

Redeeming  Love. 

o  1  TVTOW  begin  the  heavenly  theme, 

-L  1    Sing  aloud  in  Jesus'  name  ; 
— Ye  who  Jesus'  kindness  prove, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  love. 

2  Ye  who  see  the  Father's  grace, 
Beaming  in  the  Saviour's  face, 
o  As  to  Canaan  on  ye  move, 
Praise  and  bless  redeeming  love. 

e  3  Mourning  souls,  dry  up  your  tears, 

Banish  all  your  guilty  fears ; 
o  See  your  guilt  and  curse  remove, 

Cancell'd  by  redeeming  love. 

e  4  Ye,  alas !  who  long  have  been 

Willing  slaves  of  death  and  sin ! 
— Now  from  bliss  no  longer  rove  ; 

Stop,  and  taste  redeeming  love. 

o  5  Welcome,  all  by  sin  oppress'd — 

Welcome  to  his  sacred  rest : 
d  Nothing  brought  him  from  above, 

Nothing — but  redeeming  love. 

o  6  He  subdu'd  th'  infernal  powers ; 
His  tremendous  foes  and  ours 
From  their  cursed  empire  drove. 
Mighty  in  redeeming  love. 

o  7  Hither,  then,  your  music  bring, 

u  Strike  aloud  each  joyful  string ; 

— Mortals,  join  the  hosts  above — 

g  Join  to  praise  redeeming  love.     Madam? s  Col. 


Select. HYMN  34,  35. 527 

HYMN  34.  C.  M.   Windsor.  Plymouth.  \*] 

The  Necessity  of  Rcneicing  Grace. 

c  1  TJOW  helpless  guilty  nature  lies, 

-CI  Unconscious  of  its  load  ! 
e  The  heart,  unchanged,  can  never  rise 

To  happiness  and  God. 
p  2  The  will  perverse,  the  passions  blind, 

In  paths  of  ruin  stray ; 
Reason,  debas'd  can  never  find 

The  safe,  the  narrow  way. 
e  3  Can  ought,  beneath  a  power  divine, 

The  stubborn  will  subdue  ? 
o  'Tis  thine,  almighty  Saviour,  thine, 

To  form  the  heart  anew. 
— 4  'Tis  thine  the  passions  to  recal, 

And  upward  bid  them  rise  ; 
And  make  the  scales  of  t  Tour  fall, 

From  reason's  darken'c  eyes. 
5  To  chase  the  shades  of  death  away, 

And  bid  the  sinner  live  ; 
A  beam  of  heaven,  a  vital  ray — 

'Tis  thine  alone  to  give. 
p  6  O  change  these  wretched  hearts  of  ours, 

And  give  them  life  divine ! 
o  Then  shall  our  passions  and  our  powers, 

Almighty  Lord,  be  thine  ! 

HYMN  35.  S.  M.  Watchman.  [*] 

Prayer  for  the  Spirit.     John  xiv,  26.    ' 

1  |^  OME,  Holy  Spirit,  come, 
Vy   Let  thy  bright  beams  arise ; 

Dispel  the  sorrow  from  our  minds — 
The  darkness  from  our  eyes. 

2  Convince  us  of  our  sin  ; 
Then  lead  to  Jesus'  blood  ; 

And  to  our  wond'ring  view  reveal 
The  secret  love  of  God. 

3  Revive  our  drooping  faith  ; 
Our  doubts  and  fears  remove  ; 

And  kindle  in  our  breasts  the  flame 
Of  never-dying  love. 


528 HYMN  36,  37. Select 

4       'Tis  thine  to  cleanse  the  heart — 

To  sanctify  the  soul — 
To  pour  fresh  life  in  e\  'ry  part, 
And  Dew-create  the  whole. 
o  5       Dwell,  Spirit,  in  our  hearts ; 

Our  minds  from  bondage  free ; 
o  Then  shall  we  know,  and  praise,  and  love, 

The  Father,  Son,  and  Thee.  Hart 

HYMN  36.  L.  M.  Carthage,  [b] 

Sorrow  for  Sin. 

p  1   /^\H  that  my  load  of  sin  were  gone  ! 
V>J   Oh  that  I  could  at  last  submit ! 

At  Jesus'  feet  to  lay  me  down — 

To  lay  my  soul  at  Jesus'  feet, 
e  2  Rest  for  my  soul  I  long  to  find : 

Saviour  of  all,  if  mine  thou  art — 

Give  me  thy  meel- ,  thy  lowly  mind, 

And  stamp  thine  i  nage  on  my  heart. 
— 3  Break  off  the  yoke  of  inbred  sin, 

And  fully  set  my  spirit  free : 

I  cannot  rest  till  pure  within, — 

Till  I  am  wholly  lost  in  thee. 

4  Fain  would  I  learn  of  thee,  my  God ; 

Thy  light  and  easy  burden  prove — 

The  cross,  all  stain'd  with  hallow'd  blood— 

The  labour  of  thy  dying  love. 
d  5  I  would — but  thou  must  give  the  power; 

My  heart  from  ev'ry  sin  release ; 

Bring  near,  bring  near  the  joyful  hour, 

And  fill  me  with  thy  perfect  peace. 
o  6  Come,  Lord,  the  drooping  sinner  cheer, 

Nor  let  thy  chariot  wheels  delay  : 

Appear,  in  my  poor  heart  appear : 

My  God,  my  Saviour,  come  away. 

HYMN  37.  C.  M.  Canterbury.  Wantage,  [b] 

Repentance. 

1  TTOW  oft,  alas!  this  wretched  heart 
-H  Has  wander'd  from  the  Lord  ! 

How  oft  my  roving  thoughts  depart, 
Forgetful  of  his  word  ! 

2  Yet  Sovereign  mercy  calls — '  Return  :' 
Dear  Lord,  and  may  I  come ! 


Select. HYMN  38,  39. 529 

My  vile  ingratitude  I  mourn : 
Oh  take  the  wanderer  home. 

3  And  canst  thou — wilt  thou  yet  forgive, 
And  bid  my  crimes  remove  ? 

And  shall  a  pardon'd  rebel  live, 
To  speak  thy  wondrous  love ! 

4  Almighty  grace,  thy  healing  power, 
How  glorious — how  divine  ! — 

That  can  to  life  and  bliss  restore 
So  vile  a  heart  as  mine. 

5  Thy  pard'ning  love — so  free — so  sweet — 
Dear  Saviour,  I  adore ; 

Oh  keep  me  at  thy  sacred  feet, 
And  let  me  rove  no  more.  Steele. 

HYMN  38.  L.  M.  Armley.  [b] 

Sinner  submitting  to  God. 

1  X^TEARY  of  struggling  with  my  pain, 

▼  ▼     Hopeless  to  burst  this  sinful  chain, 
At  length  I  give  the  contest  o'er, 
And  seek  to  free  myself  no  more. 

2  From  my  own  works  at  last  I  cease — 
God,  who  creates,  must  seal  my  peace  ; 
Fruitless  my  toil,  and  vain  my  care, 
Unless  thy  sovereign  grace  1  share. 

e  3  Lord,  1  despair  myself  to  heal ; 

I  see  my  sin,  but  cannot  feel ; 

I  cannot,  till  thy  Spirit  blow, 

And  bid  th'  obedient  waters  flow. 
— 4  'Tis  thine  a  heart  of  flesh  to  give  ; 

Thy  gifts  I  only  can  receive ; 

Here,  then,  to  thee  I  all  resign ; 

To  draw,  redeem,  and  seal  is  thine. 
o  5  Speak,  gracious  Lord,  my  sickness  cure ; 

Make  my  infected  nature  pure  ; 

Peace,  righteousness,  and  joy,  impart, 

And  pour  thyself  into  my  heart. 

HYMN  39.  CM.  Reading.  [b*]~ 

Sinner  resolving  to  go  to  Christ.     Esth.  iv,  16. 

1  /^  OME,  humble  sinner,  in  whose  breast 
Vy    A  thousand  thoughts  revolve  ; 

Come,  with  your  guilt  and  fear  oppress'd, 
And  make  this  last  resolve  : — 
3* 


530 HYMN  40. Select. 

o  2  '  I'll  go  to  Jesus,  though  my  sin 

1  Hath  like  a  mountain  rose  ; 
1  I  know  his  courts,  I'll  enter  in, 

*  Whatever  may  oppose. 
e  3  '  Prostrate  I'll  lie  before  his  throne, 

1  And  there  my  guilt  confess  ; 
p  c  I'll  tell  him  I'm  a  wretch  undone, 

1  Without  his  sovereign  grace, 
o  4  '  I'll  to  the  gracious  King  approach, 

'  Whose  sceptre  pardon  gives  ; 
— *  Perhaps  he  may  command  my  touch — 

1  And  then  the  suppliant  lives. 
5  '  Perhaps  he  will  admit  my  plea, — 

1  Perhaps  will  hear  my  prayer  ; 
e  '  But  if  I  perish,  I  will  pray, 

I  And  perish  only  there. 
— 6  '  I  can  but  perish  if  I  go ; 

c  I  am  resolv'd  to  try  ; 
1  For  if  I  stay  away,  I  know 

I I  must  for  ever  die.'  Jones. 

HYMN  40.  7  &  6.  Clark's,  [b*] 

The  Heart  healed  by  Mercy. 

1    C<  IN  enslav'd  me  many  years, 

£5  And  led  me  bound  and  blind  ; 
Till  at  length  a  thousand  fears 

Came  swarming  o'er  my  mind. 
e  Where,  (I  said  in  deep  distress,) 

Will  these  sinful  pleasures  end  ? 
How  shall  I  secure  my  peace, 

And  make  the  Lord  my  friend  ? 
— 2  Friends  and  ministers  said  much, 

The  gospel  to  enforce  ; 
e  But  my  blindness  still  was  such, 

I  chose  a  legal  course  : 
Much  I  fasted,  watch'd,  and  strove, 

Scarce  would  shew  my  face  abroad  ; 
e  Fear'd,  almost,  to  speak  or  move — 

A  stranger  still  to  God. 
— 3  Thus  afraid  to  trust  his  grace, 

Long  time  did  I  rebel ; 
e  Till,  despairing  of  my  case, 

Down  at  his  feet  I  fell ; 


Select. HYMN  41,  42. 531 

o  Then  my  stubborn  heart  he  broke, 
And  subdu'd  me  to  his  sway ; 
By  a  simple  word  he  spoke — 
d       '  Thy  sins  are  done  away.'  Cowper 

HYMN  41.  L.  M.  Islington.  [*] 

The  happy  Change. 

e  1  TN  sin,  by  blinded  passions  led, 

J-  In  search  of  fancied  good  we  range  ; 

The  paths  of  disappointment  tread, 

To  nothing  fix'd — but  love  of  change. 
— 2  But  when  the  Holy  Ghost  imparts 

A  knowledge  of  the  Saviour's  love  ; 

Our  wand'ring,  weary,  restless  hearts 

Are  then  renew'd,  no  more  to  rove, 
o  3  Now  a  new  principle  takes  place, 

Which  guides  and  animates  the  will ; 
— This  love,  another  name  for  grace, 

Constrains  to  good,  and  bars  from  ill. 
o  4  By  love's  pure  light  wre  soon  perceive 

Our  noblest  bliss,  and  proper  end  ; 

And  gladly  ev'ry  idol  leave, 

To  love  and  serve  our  Lord  and  Friend. 

HYMN  42.  L.  M.  Portugal  [b  *] 

The  Influences  of  the  Spirit  experienced.     John  xiv,  16,  17. 

e   1  "l~\EAR  Lord — and  shall  thy  Spirit  rest 
-LJ   In  such  a  wretched  heart  as  mine  ? 
d  Unworthy  dwelling ! — glorious  Guest ! 

Favours  astonishing— divine ! 
e  2  When  sin  prevails,  and  gloomy  fear, 

And  hope  almost  expires  in  night ; — 

Lord,  can  thy  Spirit  then  be  here, 
— Great  spring  of  comfort,  life,  and  light  ? 
o  3  Sure  the  blest  Comforter  is  nigh ; 

'Tis  he  sustains  my  fainting  heart ; 

Else  would  my  hopes  for  ever  die, 

And  ev'ry  cheering  ray  depart. 
— 4  When  some  kind  promise  glads  my  soul, 

Do  I  not  find  his  healing  voice 

The  tempest  of  my  fears  control, 

And  bid  my  drooping  powers  rejoice  ? 


532 HYMN  43,  44. Select. 

5  Whene'er  to  call  the  Saviour  mine, 
With  ardent  wish  my  heart  aspires; 
Can  it  be  less  than  power  Divine, 

\\  hich  animates  these:  strong  desires? 

6  And  when  my  cheerful  hope  can  say, 
d  '  I  love  my  God,  and  taste  his  grace,' 

e  Lord,  is  it  not  thy  blissful  ray, 

Which  brings  this  dawn  of  sacred  peace? 

— 7  Let  thy  kind  Spirit  in  my  heart 
For  ever  dwell,  O  God  of  love, 

o  And  light,  and  heavenly  peace  impart — 
Sweet  earnests  of  the  joys  above.  Steele 

HYMX  43.  8s.  Bethany.  [*] 

Poire r  of  Faith.     Rom.  ir  17. 

1   FT!  HE  moment  a  sinner  believes, 
J-    And  trusts  in  his  crucified  God, 
o  His  pardon  at  once  he  receives — 

Redemption  in  full  through  his  blood. 
o  2  Though  thousands  and  thousands  of  foes 

Against  him  in  malice  unite — 

Their  rage  he,  through  Christ,  can  oppose, 

Led  forth  by  the  Spirit  to  fight. 
— 3  The  faith  that  unites  to  the  Lamb, 

And  brings  such  salvation  as  this, 

Is  more  than  mere  fancy,  or  name — 
d  The  Avork  of  God's  Spirit  it  is. 
o  4  It  treads  on  the  world,  and  on  hell, 

It  vanquishes  death  and  despair, 
e  And  what  is  still  stranger  to  tell, 
d  It  overcomes  heaven  by  prayer. 
o  5  It  says  to  the  mountains,  '  Depart,' 

That  stand  betwixt  God  and  the  soul ; 
e  It  binds  up  the  broken  in  heart, 

And  makes  wounded  consciences  w  hole— 
— 6  Bids  sins  of  a  crimson-like  dye 

Be  spotless  as  snow,  and  as  white  ; 
o  And  raises  the  sinner  on  high. 

To  dwell  with  the  angels  of  light.  Hart. 


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HYMN  44.  S.  M.  Peckham.  [*] 

Preciousncss  of  Faith.     Eph.  ii,  8.  2  Pet.  i,  1 

A1TH — 'tis  a  precious  grace, 
here'er  it  is  bestow'd ; 


Select. HYMN  45,  46. 533 

It  boasts  of  a  celestial  birth, 
And  is  the  gift  of  God. 

2  Jesus  it  owns  as  King, 
An  all-atoning  Priest ; 

It  claims  no  merit  of  its  own, 
But  looks  for  all  in  Christ. 

3  To  him  it  leads  the  soul, 
When  fill'd  with  deep  distress ; 

Flies  to  the  fountain  of  his  blood, 
And  trusts  his  righteousness. 

4  Since  'tis  thy  work  alone, 
And  that  divinely  free  ; 

Lord,  send  the  Spirit  of  thy  Son, 

To  work  this  faith  in  me.  Beddome. 

HYMN  45.  C.  M.  Arundel  [*] 

Faith  encouraged  by  Ancient  Example.     Heb.  xi,  13. 

o  1    ¥>  ISE,  O  my  soul,  pursue  the  path, 
-iV  By  ancient  worthies  trod  ; 
Aspiring,  view  those  holy  men, 
Who  liv'd  and  walk'd  with  God. 
—2  Though  dead,  they  speak  in  reason's  ear, 
And  in  example  live  ; 
Their  faith,  and  hope,  and  mighty  deeds, 
Still  fresh  instruction  give. 
o  3  'Twas  through  the  Lamb's  most  preciou* 
They  conquer'd  ev'ry  foe  ;  [blood, 

And  to  his  power  and  matchless  grace, 
Their  crowns  of  life  they  owe. 
—!-4  Lord,  may  I  ever  keep  in  view 
The  patterns  thou  hast  given — 
And  ne'er  forsake  the  blessed  road, 

That  led  them  safe  to  heaven.       Needham. 

HYMN  46.  L.  M.  Oporto.  [*] 

The  New  Convert. 

1  raiHE  new-born  child  of  gospel  grace, 

A  Like  some  fair  tree  when  summer's  nigh, 
Beneath  EMMANUEL'S  shining  face, 
Lifts  up  his  blooming  branch  on  high. 

2  No  fears  he  feels — he  sees  no  foes — 
No  conflict  yet  his  faith  employs ; 


534 HYMN  47. Select, 

Nor  has  he  learn'd  to  whom  he  owes 
The  Strength  and  peace  his  soul  enjoys. 

e  3  But  sin  soon  darts  its  cruel  still 
And,  comforts  sinking  daj  by  day, 
What  seem'd  his  own,  a  self-fed  spring, 
Proves  but  a  brook  that  glides  away. 

— 4  When  Gideon  arm'd  his  num'rous  host, 
The  Lord  soon  made  his  numbers  less; 
And  said,  '  Lest  Israel  vainly  boast, 

d  "My  arm  secured  me  this  success." 

e  5  Thus  will  he  bring  our  spirits  down, 
And  draw  our  ebbing  comforts  low  : 

— That,  sav'd  by  grace,  but  not  our  own, 

We  may  not  claim  the  praise  we  owe.   Cowper. 

HYMN  47.  C.  M.   Canterbury.  [*] 

Comforts,  True  and  False. 

1   f\   GOD,  whose  favourable  eye 
V>J   The  sin-sick  soul  revives  ; 

Holy  and  heavenly  is  the  joy, 
Thy  shining  presence  gives. 

e  2  Not  such  as  hypocrites  suppose, 
Who,  with  a  graceless  heart, 
Taste  not  of  thee,  but  drink  a  dose, 
Prepared  by  Satan's  art. 

— 3  Intoxicating  joys  are  theirs, 

Who,  wrhile  they  boast  their  light, 
And  seem  to  soar  above  the  stars, 
Are  plunging  into  night. 

e  4  Lull'd  in  a  soft  and  fatal  sleep, 

They  sin,  and  yet  rejoice  : 
e  Were  they  indeed  the  Saviour's  sheep, 

Would  they  not  hear  his  voice  ? 

— 5  Be  mine  the  comforts  that  reclaim 

The  soul  from  Satan's  power  ; 
e  That  make  me  blush  for  what  I  am, 

And  hate  my  sin  the  more. 

— 6  'Tis  joy  enough,  my  All  in  All, 
At  thy  dear  feet  to  lie  ; 
Thou  wilt  not  let  me  lower  fall, 

And  none  can  higher  fly.  Coivper 


Select. HYMN  48,  49. 535 

HYMN  48.  C.  M.  Mear.  [*] 

Zeal,  True  and  False. 

1   rFEAL  is  that  pure  and  heavenly  flame, 
mLA  The  fire  of  love  supplies  ; 
e  While  that  which  often  bears  the  name, 

Is  self  in  a  disguise. 
e  2  True  zeal  is  merciful  and  mild, 

Can  pity  and  forbear ; 
d  The  false  is  headstrong,  fierce  and  wild, 

And  breathes  revenge  and  war. 
— 3  While  zeal  for  truth  the  Christian  warms, 
He  knows  the  worth  of  peace  ; 
But  self  contends  for  names  and  forms, 

Its  party  to  increase. 
4  Zeal  has  attain'd  its  highest  aim, 

Its  end  is  satisfy'd, 
If  sinners  love  the  Saviour's  name  ; 
Nor  seeks  it  ought  beside. 
d  5  But  self,  however  well  employ'd, 
Has  its  own  ends  in  view ; 
And  says,  as  boasting  Jehu  cry'd, 
1  Come,  see  what  1  can  do.' 
— 6  Self  may  its  poor  reward  obtain, 
And  be  applauded  here  ; 
But  zeal  the  best  applause  will  gain, 

When  Jesus  shall  appear. 
7  Dear  Lord,  the  idol  self  dethrone, 

And  from  our  hearts  remove  ; 
And  let  no  zeal  by  us  be  shown, 

But  that  which  springs  from  love.    Newton 

HYMN  49.  C.  M.  Abridge,  [b] 

Not  go  axe  ay  from  Christ.    John  vi,  67 — 69. 

1  XMTHEN  any  turn  from  Zion's  way, 
c         ▼  ▼     (Alas  what  numbers  do!) 
— Methinks  I  hear  my  Saviour  say, 
d       '  Wilt  thou  forsake  me  too  ?' 
e  2  Ah,  Lord !  with  such  a  heart  as  mine, 
Unless  thou  hold  me  fast, 
I  feel  I  must,  I  shall  decline, 
And  prove  like  them  at  last. 


536 HYMN  50,  51. Select, 

— 3  Yet  thou  alone  hast  power,  I  know, 

To  save  a  \s  retch  like  me  : 
e  To  whom,  or  whither  could  I  go, 

If  I  should  turn  from  thee  ? 
— 4  Bevond  a  doubt,  I  rest  assur'd, 

Thou  art  the  CHRIST  of  God  ; 
o  Who  hast  eternal  life  secur'd, 

By  promise  and  by  blood. 
— 5  No  voice  but  thine  can  give  me  rest, 

And  bid  my  fears  depart ; 
o  No  love  but  thine  can  make  me  blest, 

And  satisfy  my  heart. 
e  6  What  anguish  has  this  question  stirr'd, 
a      'If  I  will  also  go?' 
— Yet,  Lord,  relying  on  thy  word, 
d      I  humbly  answer — no!  Neivton. 

HYMN  50.  L.  M.  Carthage,  [b  *] 

JVVrf  ashamed  of  Jesus.     Mark  viii,  38. 

1  FESUS,  and  shall  it  ever  be, 

•J    A  mortal  man  asham'd  of  thee  ! 
Scorn'd  be  the  thought,  by  rich  and  poor, 
Oh  may  I  scorn  it  more  and  more. 

2  Asham'd  of  Jesus! — sooner  far 
Let  evening  blush  to  own  a  star ; 
He  sheds  the  beams  of  light  divine, 
O'er  this  benighted  soul  of  mine. 

3  Asham'd  of  Jesus! — that  dear  Friend, 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heaven  depend ! 
No !  when  I  blush,  be  this  my  shame, 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 

p  4  Asham'd  of  Jesus  ! — yes  I  may — 

When  I've  no  sins  to  wash  away  ; 

No  tear  to  wipe,  no  good  to  crave, 

No  fear  to  quell,  no  soul  to  save. 
—5  Till  then,  (nor  is  my  boasting  vain,) 

Till  then  1  boast  a  Saviour  slain  ! 

And,  oh  may  this  my  glory  be, 

That  Christ  is  not  asham'd  of  me  !         Giigg. 

HYMN  51.  C.  M.  Colchester.  [*] 

Inconstancy  in  Religion.    Hosca  vi,  4. 

ERPETU  A  L  Source  of  light  and  grace, 
We  hnil  thy  sacred  Name  : 


p 


Select. HYMN  52. 537 

Through  ev'ry  year's  revolving  round, 

Thy  goodness  is  the  same. 
2  On  us,  all  worthless  as  we  are, 

It  wondrous  mercy  pours  ; 
o  Sure  as  the  heaven's  establish'd  course, 

And  plenteous  as  the  showers. 
e  3  Inconstant  service  we  repay, 

And  treach'rous  vows  renew ; 
False  as  the  morning's  scatt'ring  cloud, 

And  transient  as  the  dew. 
p  4  In  flowing  tears  our  guilt  we  mourn, 

And  loud  implore  thy  grace, 
To  bear  our  feeble  footsteps  on, 

In  all  thy  righteous  ways. 
o  5  Arm'd  with  this  energy  divine, 

Our  souls  shall  steadfast  move  ; 
o  And  with  increasing  transports  press 

On  to  thy  courts  above. 
— 6  So  by  thy  power  the  morning  sun 

Pursues  his  radiant  way ; 
o  Brightens  each  moment  in  his  race, 
o      And  shines  to  perfect  day.  Doddridge 

HYMN  52.  C.  M.  Canterbury,  [b] 

Oh  that  I  were  as  in  months  past.     Job  xxix,  2. 

1   CJWEET  was  the  time,  when  first  I  felt 

►3  The  Saviour's  pard'ning  blood, 
Apply'd  to  cleanse  my  soul  from  guilt, 
And  bring  me  home  to  God. 
o  2  Soon  as  the  morn  the  light  reveal'di 
His  praises  tun'd  my  tongue ; 
And  when  the  ev'ning  shades  prevail'd, 
His  love  was  all  my  song. 
— 3  (In  vain  the  tempter  spread  his  wiles ; 
The  world  no  more  could  charm ; 
I  liv'd  upon  my  Saviour's  smiles, 
And  lean'd  upon  his  arm.) 
o  4  In  prayer  my  soul  drew  near  the  Lord, 
And  saw  his  glory  shine ; 
And  when  I  read  his  holy  word, 
I  call'd  each  promise  mine. 
4 


538 HYMN  53. Select. 

e  5  But  now — when  ev'ning  shade  prevails, 
My  soul  in  darkness  mourns: 
And  when  the  morn  the  light  reveals, 

No  light  to  me  returns. 
6  My  prayers  are  now  a  chatt'ring  noise, 

For  Jesus  hides  his  face ; 
I  read — the  promise  meets  my  eyes — 
But  will  not  reach  my  case. 
— 7  Rise,  Lord,  and  help  me  to  prevail — 

O  make  my  soul  thy  care ; 
o  I  know  thy  mercy  cannot  fail ; 
—     Let  me  that  mercy  share.  Newton. 

HYMN  53.  8s.  Bethany,  [b] 

Faith  fainting. 

e  1  T^NCOMPASS'D  with  clouds  of  distress, 
J-^   Just  ready  all  hope  to  resign, 

I  pant  for  the  light  of  thy  face, 

And  fear  it  will  never  be  mine : 
p  Dishearten'd  with  waiting  so  long, 

I  sink  at  thy  feet  with  my  load ; 

All-plaintive  I  pour  out  my  song, 

And  stretch  forth  my  hands  unto  God. 

— 2  Shine,  Lord,  and  my  terrour  shall  cease ; 

The  blood  of  atonement  apply  ; 

And  lead  me  to  Jesus  for  peace, — 

The  rock  that  is  higher  than  I : 
o  Speak,  Saviour,  for  sweet  is  thy  voice ; 

Thy  presence  is  fair  to  behold ; 
— Attend  to  my  sorrows  and  cries, — 
e  My  groanings  that  cannot  be  told. 
— 3  If  sometimes  I  strive,  as  I  mourn, 

My  hold  on  thy  promise  to  keep ; 
o  The  billows  more  fiercely  return, 

And  plunge  me  again  in  the  deep. 
— While  harass'd  and  cast  from  thy  sight, 

The  tempter  suggests,  with  a  roar, 
d  '  The  Lord  has  forsaken  thee  quite ; 

1  Thy  God  will  be  gracious  no  more.' 
e  4  Yet,  Lord,  if  thy  love  has  design'd 

No  covenant  blessing  for  me, 

Ah,  tell  me,  how  is  it  I  find 

Some  pleasure  in  waiting  for  thee  ? 


Select. HYMN  54. 539 

o  Almighty  to  rescue  thou  art ; 

Thy  grace  is  my  shield  and  my  tower : 
o  Come,  succour  and  gladden  my  heart, 

Let  this  be  the  day  of  thy  power.   Rippon's  CoL 

HYMN  54.  Is.  Fairfax,  [b]         ~~ 

Self- Examination. 

1  ?r  l^IS  a  point  I  long  to  know, — 

J-    Oft  it  causes  anxious  thought :  — 
e  Do  I  love  the  Lord,  or  no  ? 
Am  I  his,  or  am  I  not  ? 

2  If  I  love,  why  am  I  thus  ? 
Why  this  dull,  this  lifeless  frame  ? 
Hardly,  sure,  can  they  be  worse, 
Who  have  never  heard  his  name. 

3  Could  my  heart  so  hard  remain, 
Prayer  a  task  and  burden  prove — 
Ev'ry  trifle  give  me  pain — 

If  I  knew  a  Saviour's  love  ? 
e  4  When  I  turn  my  eyes  within, 

All  is  dark,  and  vain,  and  wild ; 

Fill'd  with  unbelief  and  sin — 

Can  1  deem  myself  a  child  ? 

5  If  I  pray,  or  hear,  or  read, 

Sin  is  mix'd  with  all  I  do  ; 
d  You,  who  love  the  Lord  indeed, 

Tell  me — is  it  so  with  you  ? 
o  6  Yet  I  mourn  my  stubborn  will, 

Find  my  sin  a  grief  and  thrall ; 

Should  I  grieve  for  what  I  feel, 

If  I  did  not  love  at  all ! 

7  Could  I  joy  his  saints  to  meet, 

Choose  the  ways  I  once  abhorr'd — 

Find,  at  times,  the  promise  sweet, 

If  I  did  not  love  the  Lord  ? 
— 8  Lord,  decide  the  doubtful  case  ! 

Thou,  who  art  thy  people's  sun, 

Shine  upon  thy  work  of  grace, 

If  it  be  indeed  begun. 

9  Let  me  love  thee  more  and  more, 

If  I  love  at  all,  I  pray  ; 

If  I  have  not  lov'd  before, 

Help  me  to  begin  to-dav.  Newton 


540 HYMN  55,  56. Select 

HYMN  55.  8s.  Consolation.  [*] 

The,  Holy  Spirit  addressed  under  Darkness. 

1  T|ESCEND,  Holy  Spirit,  the  Dove, 
JlJ*   And  visit  a  Sorrowful  breast; 

e  My  burden  of  guilt  to  remove, 
And  bring  me  assurance  and  rest  ; 

—  Thou  only  hast  power  to  reliere 
A  sinner  o'erwhelm'd  with  his  load; 
The  sense  of  redemption  to  give. 
And  sprinkle  his  heart  with  the  blood. 

2  With  me,  if  of  old  thou  hast  strove, 
And  kindly  withheld  me  from  sin  ; 
Resolv'd,  by  the  strength  of  thy  love, 
My  worthless  affections  to  win; 
The  work  of  thy  mercy  revive, 
Invincible  mercy  exert, 

And  keep  my  weak  graces  alive, 
And  set  up  thy  rest  in  my  heart. 

3  If,  when  I  have  put  thee  to  grief, 
And  madly  to  folly  return'd, 

Thy  goodness  has  been  my  relief, 
And  lifted  me  up  as  I  mourn'd  ; 

0  Spirit  of  pity  and  grace, 
Relieve  me  again  and  restore ; 
My  spirit  in  holiness  raise, 

To  fall,  and  to  grieve  thee,  no  more. 
e  4  If  now  I  lament  after  God, 

And  pant  for  a  taste  of  his  love — 
e  If  Jesus,  who  pour'd  out  his  blood, 

Obtain'd  me  a  mansion  above  ; — 
o  Come,  heavenly  Comforter,  come, 

Sweet  witness  of  mercy  divine  ! 
o  And  make  me  thy  permanent  home, 

And  seal  me  eternally  thine.  Rippon 

HYMN  56.  L.  M.  Sicilian,  [b  *] 

Prayer  ajtsicrred  hi/  Crosses. 

1  X  ASK'D  the  Lord  that  I  might  grow 
J-  In  faith,  and  love,  and  every  grace ; 

Might  more  of  his  salvation  know, 
And  seek  more  earnestly  his  face. 

2  'Twas  he  who  taught  me  thus  to  pray, 
And  he,  I  trust,  has  answer'd  prayer  * 


Select. HYMN  57,  58. 541 

But  it  has  been  in  such  a  way, 
As  almost  drove  me  to  despair. 

3  I  hop'd  that  in  some  favour'd  hour, 
At  once  he'd  answer  my  request ; 
And  by  his  love's  constraining  power, 
Subdue  my  sins,  and  give  me  rest. 

e  4  Instead  of  this,  he  made  me  feel 

The  hidden  evils  of  my  heart ; 

And  let  the  angry  powers  of  hell 

Assault  my  soul  in  ev'ry  part. 
a  5  Yea,  more — with  his  own  hand  he  seem'd 

Intent  to  aggravate  my  wo ; 

Cross'd  all  the  fair  designs  I  schem'd, 

Blasted  my  gourds,  and  laid  me  low. 
e  6  Lord,  why  is  this  ?  I  trembling  cry'd, 

Wilt  thou  pursue  thy  worm  to  death  ? 
d  *  'Tis  in  this  way  (the  Lord  reply'd,) 

*  I  answer  prayer  for  grace  and  faith. 

7  '  These  inward  trials  I  employ, 

4  From  self  and  pride  to  set  thee  free, 

'  And  break  thy  schemes  of  earthly  joy, 

'  That  thou  may'st  seek  thy  all  in  me.'  Newton. 

HYMN  57.  L.  M.  PleyePs.  [*] 

Inconstancy  lamented. 

1  "P^EAR  Jesus,  when,  when  shall  it  be, 
U  That  I  no  more  shall  break  with  thee  ? 

When  will  this  war  of  passion  cease, 

And  I  enjoy  a  lasting  peace  ? 
e  2  Here  I  repent,  and  sin  again, 

Sometimes  revive,  sometimes  am  slain ; 

Slain  with  the  same  malignant  dart, 

Which,  oh !  too  often  wounds  my  heart. 
— 3  When,  gracious  Lord,  when  shall  it  be, 

That  I  shall  find  my  all  in  thee — 
o  The  fulness  of  thy  promise  prove, 

And  feast  on  thine  eternal  love  ?   Dorrington. 

HYMN  53.  L.M.  Bath,  [b*] 

Conflict  bettcf.en  Sin  and  Holiness.     Gal.  v,  17. 

HAT  jarring  natures  dwell  within — 
Imperfect  grace,  remaining  sin! 


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542 m  HYMN  59. Select. 

Not  this  can  reign,  nor  that  prevail, 

Though  each  by  tarns  mj  heart  assail. 
e  2  Now  1  complain,  and  groan,  and  die — 
o  Now  raise  mv  songs  of  triumph  high; 
o  Sing  a  rebellions  passion  slain, 
e  Or  mourn  to  feel  it  live  again. 
o  3  One  happy  hour  beholds  me  rise, 

Borne  upwards  to  my  native  skies ; 

When  faith  assists  my  soaring  flight, 

To  realms  of  joy,  and  worlds  of  light, 
e  4  Scarce  a  few  hours  or  minutes  roll, 

Ere  earth  reclaims  my  captive  soul ; 
— I  feel  its  sympathetic  force, 

And  headlong  urge  my  downward  course. 
e  5  How  short  the  joys  thy  visits  give  ! 

How  long  thine  absence,  Lord,  I  grieve  ! 

What  clouds  obscure  my  rising  sun, 

Or  interrupt  its  rays  at  noon ! 
— 6  Great  God,  assist  me  through  the  fight; 

Make  me  to  triumph  in  thy  might : 

Thou  the  desponding  heart  canst  raise ; 

The  vict'ry  mine,  and  thine  the  praise. 

Cruttendon. 

HYMN  59.  C.  M.  Tunbridge.  [*] 

Watchfulness  and  Prayer. 

e   1     \  LAS,  what  hourly  dangers  rise  ! 

_i  JL  What  snares  beset  my  way  ! 
— To  heaven  then  let  me  lift  my  eyes, 

And  hourly  watch  and  pray. 
p  2  How  oft  my  mournful  thoughts  complain, 

And  melt  in  flowing  tears  ! 
e  My  weak  resistance,  ah,  how  vain ! 
e       How  strong  my  foes  and  fears ! 
— 3  O  gracious  God,  in  whom  I  live, 

My  feeble  efforts  aid  ; 
Help  me  to  watch,  and  pray,  and  strive, 
e       Though  trembling  and  afraid. 
— 4  Increase  my  faith,  increase  my  hope, 

When  foes  and  fears  prevail ; 
And  bear  my  fainting  spirit  up, 
e       Or  soon  my  strength  will  fail. 


Select. HYMN  60. 543 

— 5  When  strong  temptations  fright  my  heart, 

Or  lure  my  feet  aside  ; 
o  My  God,  thy  powerful  aid  impart — 

My  guardian  and  my  guide. 

— 6  Still  keep  me  in  thy  heavenly  way, 
o      And  bid  the  tempter  flee  ; 
—And  never  let  me  go  astray 

From  happiness  and  thee.  Steele, 

HYMN  60.  8,  7  &  4.  Helmsley.  [*] 

Hope  encouraged.     Ps.  xlii,  5. 

e  1   f~\  MY  soul,  what  means  this  sadness  ? 

V>J   Wherefore  art  thou  thus  cast  down  ? 
o  Let  thy  griefs  be  turn'd  to  gladness ; 

Bid  thy  restless  fears  be  gone  : 
Look  to  Jesus, 

And  rejoice  in  his  dear  name. 

— 2  What  though  Satan's  strong  temptations 
Vex  and  grieve  thee,  day  by  day  ; 
And  thy  sinful  inclinations 
Often  fill  thee  with  dismay  ; 

o  Thou  shalt  conquer — 

Through  the  Lamb's  redeeming  blood. 

— 3  Though  ten  thousand  ills  beset  thee, 

From  without  and  from  within ; 
o  Jesus  saith  he'll  ne'er  forget  thee, 

But  will  save  from  hell  and  sin : 
He  is  faithful 

To  perform  his  gracious  word. 

— 4  Though  distresses  now  attend  thee, 
And  thou  tread 'st  the  thorny  road ; 

o  His  right  hand  shall  still  defend  thee ; 
Soon  he'll  bring  thee  home  to  God ! 

Therefore  praise  him — 
Praise  the  great  Redeemer's  name. 

— 5  Oh,  that  I  could  now  adore  him, 

Like  the  heavenly  host  above, 
o  Who  for  ever  bow  before  him, 

And  unceasing  sing  his  love  ! 
o  Happy  songsters ! 

When  shall  I  your  chorus  join  ?        Fawcett* 


544 HYMN  61,  62. Select. 

HYMN  61.  C.  M.  Bedford.  [*] 

Li  rely  Hope  and  gracious  Fear. 

el"  WAS  a  grov'ling  creature  once, 

A  And  basely  cleav'd  to  earth  ; 
I  wanted  spirit  to  renounce 

The  clod  that  gave  me  birth. 
— 2  But  God  has  breath'd  upon  a  worm, 

And  sent  me  from  above, 
Wings,  such  as  clothe  an  angel's  form, — 

The  wings  of  joy  and  love. 
o  3  With  these,  to  Pisgah's  top  I  fly, 

And  there  delighted  stand  ; 
To  view,  beneath  a  shining  sky, 

The  spacious,  promis'd  land. 
o  4  The  Lord  of  all  the  vast  domain 

Has  promis'd  it  to  me  ; — 
The  length  and  breadth  of  all  the  plain, 

As  far  as  faith  can  see. 
— 5  How  glorious  is  my  privilege  ! 

To  thee  for  help  I  call ; 
e  I  stand  upon  a  mountain's  edge, 

O  save  me,  lest  I  fall ! 
— 6  Though  much  exalted  in  the  Lord, 

My  strength  is  not  my  own  ; 
e  Then  let  me  tremble  at  his  word, 
o      And  none  shall  cast  me  down.  Cowper. 

HYMN  62.  L.  P.  M.  Sheffield,  [*] 

Assurance.     Jer.  xxxi;  3. 

1  TESUS,  I  know,  hath  died  for  me, — 
•J    This  is  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  rest ! 

Hither,  when  hell  assails,  I  flee, 
And  look  into  my  Saviour's  breast : 

o  Away,  sad  doubts,  and  anxious  fear — 

e  Mercy  is  all  that's  written  there. 

2  Though  waves  and  storms  go  o'er  my  head, 
e  Though  strength)  and  health,  and  friends,  be 

Though  joys  be  wither'd  all,  and  dead,  [gone ; 
And  every  comfort  be  withdrawn  : 
g  Steadfast  on  this  my  soul  relies — 
Father,  thy  mercy  never  dies. 


Select. HYMN  63,  64. 545 

— 3  Fix'd  on  this  rock  will  I  remain, 

e  When  heart  shall  fail,  and  flesh  decay ; — 

g  A  rock  which  shall  my  soul  sustain, 

When  earth's  foundations  melt  away ! 
s  Mercy's  full  power  I  then  shall  prove, 

Lov'd  with  an  everlasting  love  !  LyndalL 

HYMN  63.  L.  M.  Psalm  91th.  [b] 

Christ,  the  Believer's  Ark.     1  Pet.  iii,  20,  21. 

1  FTHHE  deluge,  at  the  Almighty's  call, 

-I-    In  what  impetuous  streams  it  fell ! 
Swariow'd  the  mountains  in  its  rage, 
And  swept  a  guilty  world  to  hell. 

2  In  vain  the  tallest  sons  of  pride 
Fled  from  the  close  pursuing  wave ; 
Nor  could  their  mightiest  towers  defend, 
Nor  swiftness  'scape,  nor  courage  save. 

e  3  How  dire  the  wreck !  how  loud  the  roar ! 

How  shrill  the  universal  cry — 

Of  millions  in  the  last  despair — 

Re-echo'd  from  the  low'ring  sky. 
e  4  Yet  Noah,  humble,  happy  saint, 

Surrounded  with  the  chosen  few, 

Sat  in  his  ark,  secure  from  fear, 

And  sang  the  grace  that  steer'd  him  through. 
o  5  So  may  I  sing,  in  Jesus  safe, 

While  storms  of  vengeance  round  me  fall ; 

Conscious  how  high  my  hopes  are  fix'd, 

Beyond  what  shakes  this  earthly  ball. 
— 6  Enter  thine  ark,  while  patience  waits, 

Nor  ever  quit  that  sure  retreat ; 
o  Then  the  wide  flood  that  buries  earth, 

Shall  waft  thee  to  a  fairer  seat. 
s  7  Nor  wreck  nor  ruin  there  is  seen  ; 

There  not  a  wave  of  trouble  rolls  ; 

But  the  bright  rainbow  round  the  throne, 

Seals  endless  life  to  all  their  souls.  Doddridge* 

HYMN  64.  8  &  7.  Emmaus.  [*] 

Christ,  a  Friend  closer  than  a  Brother.     Prov.  xviii,  24. 

1   iPkNE  there  is,  above  all  others, 
V-/  Well  deserves  the  name  of  Friend ; 

His  is  love  beyond  a  brother's, 
Costly,  free,  and  knows  no  end  ■ 


54G HYMN  65. Select. 

They  who  once  his  kindness  prove, 

Find  it  everlasting  love. 
e  2  Which  of  all  our  mends,  to  save  us 

Could,  or  would  have  shed  their  blood? 
o  But  our  Jesus  died  to  have  us, 

Reconcil'd  in  him  to  God : 
o       This  is  boundless  love  indeed  ! 

Jesus  is  a  friend  in  need. 
e  3  When  he  liv'd  on  earth  abased, 

Friend  of  sinners  was  his  name  ; 
— Now  above  all  glory  raised, 

He  rejoices  in  the  same : 

Still  he  calls  them  brethren,  friends, 

And  to  all  their  wants  attends. 
e  4  Oh  for  grace  our  hearts  to  soften  ! 

Teach  us,  Lord,  at  length  to  love ; 
We,  alas !  forget  too  often, 

What  a  Friend  we  have  above  : 
o      But  when  home  our  souls  are  brought, 

We  will  love  thee  as  we  ought.        Newton. 

HYMN  65.  C.  M.  St.  Ann's.  Meat,  [b] 

Manna,  or  Daily  Supply.     Exod.  xvi,  18. 

1  1%/TANNA  to  Israel  well  supply'd 
JltJL  The  want  of  other  bread  ; 

While  God  is  able  to  provide, 
His  people  will  be  fed. 

2  Of  his  kind  care,  how  sweet  a  proof! 
It  suited  every  taste  : 

Who  gathered  most  had  just  enough, 
Enough  who  gather'd  least. 
o  3  'Tis  still  our  gracious  Lord  provides, 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares ; 
His  own  unerring  hand  provides, 
And  gives  us  each  our  shares. 
e  4  He  knows  how  much  the  weak  can  bear, 

And  helps  them  when  they  cry ; 
o  The  strongest  have  no  strength  to  spare, 

For  such  he'll  strongly  try. 
— 5  Daily  they  saw  die  manna  come, 
And  cover  all  the  ground ; 
But  what  they  try'd  to  keep  at  home, 
Corrupted  soon  was  found. 


Select. HYMN  66,  67. 547 

e  6  Vain  their  attempts  to  store  it  up ; 

This  was  to  tempt  the  Lord  : 
o  Israel  must  live  by  faith  and  hope, 

And  not  upon  a  hoard.  Newton. 

HYMN  66.  C.  M.  York.  [*] 

Joys  of  Saints.     Neh.  be,  10. 

1     FOY  is  a  fruit  that  will  not  grow, 

J    In  nature's  barren  soil ; 
e  All  we  can  boast,  till  Christ  we  know, 

Is  vanity  and  toil. 
— 2  But  where  the  Lord  has  planted  grace, 

And  made  his  glories  known  ; — 
o  There  fruits  of  heavenly  joy  and  peace 

Are  found — and  there  alone. 
e  3  A  bleeding  Saviour  seen  by  faith, 
—    A  sense  of  pard'ning  love, — 
o  A  hope  that  triumphs  over  death, 
o      Gives  joys  like  those  above. 
— 4  To  take  a  glimpse  within  the  vail, 

To  know  that  God  is  mine — 
o  Are  springs  of  joy  that  never  fail, 

Unspeakable,  divine ! 
— 5  These  are  the  joys  which  satisfy, 

And  sanctify  the  mind  ; 
o  Which  make  the  spirit  mount  on  high, 

And  leave  the  world  behind.  Newton 

HYMN  67.  C.  M.  Hymn  2d.  [*] 

Walking  with  God.     Gen.  v,  24. 

1   f\  H  !  for  a  closer  walk  with  God, — 

v>F  A  calm  and  heavenly  frame  ; 
And  light  to  shine  upon  the  road, 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb ! 
e  2  Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew, 
When  first  I  saw  the  Lord  ? 
Where  is  the  soul  refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus,  and  his  word  ? 
— 3  What  peaceful  hours  I  once  enjoy'd ! 

How  sweet  their  mem'ry  still ! 
e  But  they  have  left  an  aching  void, 
The  world  can  never  fill 


643 HYMN  68,  69. Select. 

— 4  Return,  O  holy  Dove,  return, 
Sweet  messenger  of  rest; 

I  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 

5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 
Whate'er  that  idol  be — 

Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
And  worship  only  thee. 

6  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God, — 
Calm  and  serene  my  frame ; 

o  And  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road, 

That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb.  Cowper. 

HYMN  68.  C.  M.  Abridge.  [*] 

Light  shining  out  of  Darkness. 

1  /^  OD  moves  in  a  mysterious  way, 
vT  His  wonders  to  perform  ; 

He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea, 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

2  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines 
Of  never-failing  skill, 

He  treasures  up  his  bright  designs, 

And  works  his  sovereign  will, 
o  3  Ye  fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  take; 

The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread, 
Are  big  with  mercy,  and  shall  break 

With  blessings  on  your  head. 
— 4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense, 

But  trust  him  for  his  grace ; 
e  Behind  a  frowning  providence 
o       He  hides  a  smiling  face. 
— 5  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast, 

Unfolding  every  hour ; 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 

But  sweet  will  be  the  flower, 
e  6  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err, 

And  scan  his  work  in  vain ; 
o  God  is  his  own  interpreter, 

And  he  will  make  it  plain.  Cowper. 

HYMN  69.  L.  M.  PleyeVs.  [b] 

Jjjuctions  sanctified  by  the  Word. 

1  f~\  H  how  I  love  thy  holy  word, — 
^-^    Thy  gracious  covenant,  O  Lord! 


Select. HYMN  70. 549 

It  guides  me  in  the  peaceful  way ; 

1  think  upon  it  all  the  day. 

2  What  are  the  mines  of  shining  wealth  ? 
The  strength  of  youth,  the  bloom  of  health  ? — 
What  are  all  joys,  compared  with  those, 
Thine  everlasting  word  bestows  ? 

e  3  Long  unafflicted,  undismay'd, 

hi  pleasure's  path  secure  I  stray'd : 
— Thou  mad'st  me  feel  thy  chast'ning  rod, 
o  And  straight  I  turn'd  unto  my  God. 
e  4  What  though  it  pierc'd  my  fainting  heart — 
o  I  bless  thine  hand  that  caus'd  the  smart ; 
e  It  taught  my  tears  a  while  to  flow, 
o  But  sav'd  me  from  eternal  wo. 
e  5  Oh !  hadst  thou  left  me  unchastis'd, 

Thy  precepts  I  had  still  despis'd  ; 

And  still  the  snare  in  secret  laid, 

Had  my  unwary  feet  betray'd. 
o  6  I  love  thee,  therefore,  O  my  God, 

And  breathe  towards  thy  dear  abode ; 

Where,  in  thy  presence,  fully  blest, 

Thy  chosen  saints  for  ever  rest. Cowper. 

HYMN  70.  C.  M.  Barby.  [*] 

Submission. 

1   f~\  LORD,  my  best  desire  fulfil, 

V>r    And  help  me  to  resign 
Life,  health,  and  comfort  to  thy  will, 
And  make  thy  pleasure  mine. 
e  2  Why  should  I  shrink  at  thy  command, 
Whose  love  forbids  my  fears  ? 
Or  tremble  at  the  gracious  hand, 
That  wipes  away  my  tears  ? 
— 3  No,  let  me  rather  freely  yield 
What  most  I  prize,  to  thee, 
Who  never  hast  a  good  withheld, 

Or  wilt  withhold  from  me. 
4  Thy  favour,  all  my  journey  through, 

Thou  art  engag'd  to  grant ; 
What  else  I  want,  or  think  I  do, 
5Tis  better  still  to  want. 
o  5  Wisdom  and  mercy  guide  my  way : 
e       Shall  I  resist  them  both  ? 
e  A  poor  blind  creature  of  a  day  ? 
And  crush'd  before  the  moth  ! 

5 


650 HYMN  71,  72. Select. 

— 6  But  ah  !  my  inward  spirit  cries, 
Still  bind  me  to  thy  sway  : 

Else  the  next  cloud  that  veils  my  skies, 
Drives  all  these  thoughts  away.        Cowper. 

HYMN  71.  CM.  Bedford.  [*b] 

Resignation.     It  is  the  Lord.     J  Sara.  iii.  1- 

1  |~T  is  the  Lord — enthroird  in  light, 
J-  Whose  claims  are  all  divine; 

Who  has  an  undisputed  right, 
To  govern  me  and  mine. 

2  It  is  the  Lord — who  governs  all — 
My  wealth,  my  friends,  my  ease ; 

And  of  his  bounties  may  recal 

Whatever  part  he  please. 
e  3  It  is  the  Lord — should  I  distrust, 

Or  contradict  his  will  ? — 
— W'ho  cannot  do  but  what  is  just, 

And  must  be  righteous  still. 
4  It  is  the  Lord — who  can  sustain, 

Beneath  the  heaviest  load, 
&  From  whom  assistance  I  obtain, 

To  tread  the  thorny  road. 
— 5  It  is  the  Lord — whose  matchless  skill 

Can  from  afflictions  raise — 
o  Matter,  eternity  to  fill 

With  ever  growing  praise. 
— 6  It  is  the  Lord — my  covenant  God, 
o       Thrice  blessed  be  his  Name  ! — 

Whose  gracious  promise,  seal'd  with  blood, 

Must  ever  be  the  same. 
o  7  His  cov'nant  will  my  soul  defend, 

Should  nature's  self  expire  ; 
g  And  the  great  Judge  of  all  descend 

In  awful,  flaming  fire.  Green. 

HYMN  72.  C.  M.  Tunbridge.  [*] 

Self-denial  :  or.  Bearing  the  Cross.     Mark  viii,  33. 

e   1  TT^IDST  thou,  dear  Jesus,  suffer  shame, 

U   And  bear  the  cross  for  me? 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  thy  name, 
Or  thy  disciple  be  ? 


Select. HYMN  73. 5M 

— 2  Inspire  my  soul  with  life  divine, 
And  make  me  truly  bold ; 
Let  knowledge,  faith,  and  meekness  shine, 
Nor  love,  nor  zeal,  grow  cold. 
o  3  Let  mockers  scoff,  the  world  defame, 
And  treat  me  with  disdain  ; 
Still  may  I  glory  in  thy  name, 
And  count  reproach  my  gain. 
o  4  To  thee  I  cheerfully  submit, 
And  all  my  powers  resign  ; 
Let  Wisdom  point  out  what  is  fit, 
And  I'll  no  more  repine.  Kirham. 

HYMN  73.  C.  M.  Reading.  [*] 

Contentment.    Phil,  iv,  11. 

1  T^IERCE  passions  discompose  the  mind 
-t-     As  tempests  vex  the  sea ; 

But  calm  content  and  peace  we  find, 
When,  Lord,  we  trust  in  thee. 

2  In  vain  by  reason,  and  by  rule, 
We  try  to  bend  the  will ; 

For  none,  but  in  the  Saviour's  school, 
Can  learn  the  heavenly  skill. 

3  Since  at  his  feet  my  soul  has  sat, 
His  gracious  words  to  hear ; 

Contented  with  my  present  state, 
I  cast  on  him  my  care. 

4  *  Art  thou  a  sinner,  soul  ?'  he  said, 
/Then  how  canst  thou  complain? 

'  How  light  thy  troubles  here,  if  weigh'd 
'  With  everlasting  pain  ! 

5  'If  thou  of  murm'ring  would'st  be  cur'd, 
'  Compare  thy  griefs  with  mine  ; 

'  Think  what  my  love  for  thee  endur'd — 
c  And  thou  wilt  not  repine. 

6  !  'Tis  I  appoint  thy  daily  lot, 
1  And  I  do  all  things  well ; 

'Thou  soon  shalt  leave  this  wretched  spot, 
'  And  rise  with  me  to  dwell. 

7  '  In  life  my  grace  shall  strength  supply, 
4  Proportion'd  to  thy  day ; 

4  At  death  thou  still  shalt  find  me  nigh, 
'  To  wipe  thy  tears  away.' 


552 HYMN  74,  75. Select. 

8  Thus  I,  who  once  mv  wretched  dkys 

In  vain  repining  spent : 
Taught  in  niv  Saviour's  school  of  grace, 
Have  learifd  to  be  content.  Cowper. 

HYMN  74.  C.  M.  St.  Ami's.  [*] 

The  Lord  icill  prurith .   Geo.  xxii,  14. 

1  riiHE  saints  should  never  be  dismay'd, 

A    Nor  sink  in  hopeless  fear ; 
For  when  they  least  expect  his  aid, 
The  Saviour  will  appear. 

2  This  Abrah'm  found :  he  rais'd  the  knife, 
d       God  saw,  and  said,  '  Forbear ; — 

*  Yon  ram  shall  yield  his  meaner  life  : 
1  Behold  the  victim  there.' 
—3  Once  David  seem'd  Saul's  certain  prey; 
d      But  hark !  the  foe  s  at  hand  : 
— Saul  turns  his  arms  another  way, 
To  save  the  invaded  land. 
4  When  Jonah  sunk  beneath  the  wave, 
He  thought  to  rise  no  more  ; 
o  But  God  prepar'd  a  fish,  to  save, 

And  bear  him  to  the  shore. 
— 5  Blest  proofs  of  power  and  grace  divine, 
That  meet  us  in  his  word ! 
May  ev'ry  deep  felt  care  of  mine 

Be  trusted  with  the  Lord. 
6  Wait  for  his  seasonable  aid, 
And  though  it  tarry,  wait : 
The  promise  may  be  long  delay'd  ; 

But  cannot  come  too  late.  Cowper. 

HYMN  75.  H.  M.  AUcrton.  [*] 

The  Lord,  my  Banner.     Exod.  xvii,  15. 

e   1  XJY  whom  was  David  taught 

_D   To  aim  the  dreadful  blow, 

When  he  Goliah  fought, 

And  laid  the  Gittite  low  : 
— No  sword  nor  spear  the  stripling  took, 

But  chose  a  pebble  from  the  brook. 
o      2  'Twas  Israel's  God  and  King, 

Who  sent  him  to  the  fight ; 

Who  gave  him  strength  co  sling, 

And  skill  to  aim  aright : 


Select. HYMN  76. 553 

— Ye  feeble  saints,  your  strength  endures, 

Because  young  David's  God  is  yours. 
e       3  Who  order 'd  Gideon  forth, 
To  storm  th'  invader's  camp, — 
With  arms  of  little  worth, 
A  pitcher  and  a  lamp  ? 
The  trumpets  made  his  coming  known ; 
And  all  the  host  was  overthrown. 
o      4  Oh !  I  have  seen  the  day, 
When,  with  a  single  word — 
God  helping  me  to  say, 
e       'My  trust  is  in  the  Lord,' — 
o  My  soul  has  quell'd  a  thousand  foes, 

Fearless  of  all  that  could  oppose. 
e       5  But  unbelief,  self-will, 

Self-righteousness  and  pride — 
How  often  do  they  steal 
My  weapons  from  my  side  ! 
o  Yet  David's  Lord,  and  Gideon's  Friend, 
Will  help  his  servant  to  the  end.  Coivper. 

HYMN  76.  C.  M.  York.  [*] 

The  Lord  that  healeth.  Exod.  xv. 

1  IT  E  AL  us,  EMMANUEL ;— here  we  are, 

JLi  Waiting  to  feel  thy  touch  : 
Deep  wounded  souls  to  thee  repair  ; 
e       And,  Saviour,  we  are  such. 
— 2  Our  faith  is  feeble,  we  confess, 

We  faintly  trust  thy  word  ; 
e  But  wilt  thou  pity  us  the  less  ? — 
d       Be  that  far  from  thee,  Lord  ! 
— 3  Remember  him  who  once  applied, 

WTith  trembling,  for  relief; 
d  '  Lord,  I  believe,'  with  tears  he  cried  ; 

1  O  help  my  unbelief.' 
— 4  She,  too,  who  touch'd  thee  in  the  press, 

And  healing  virtues  stole, 
d  Was  answer'd,  '  Daughter,  go  in  peace  ; 

1  Thy  faith  hath  made  thee  whole.' 
— 5  Conceal'd  amidst  the  gath'ring  throng, 

She  would  have  shunn'd  thy  view ; 
And  if  her  faith  was  firm  and  strong, 

Had  some  misgivings  too. 
5*" 


554 HYMN  77,  78. Select 

6  Like  her  w  itli  hopes  and  fears  we  come, 
To  touch  thee,  if  we  may  : 
e  Oh  !  send  us  not  despairing  home — 

Send  none  unheal'd  away.  Cowpe>\ 

HYMN  77.  L.  M.  Armley.  [*] 

The  Lord  send  Peuce.   Jodg.  vi,  24. 

e  1     FESUS,  whose  blood  so  freely  stream'd 

•f    To  satisfy  the  law's  demand — 
o  By  thee  from  guilt  and  wrath  redeem'd, 

Before  the  Father's  face  we  stand. 
— 2  To  reconcile  offending  man, 

Make  justice  drop  her  angry  rod  ! 
e  What  creature  would  have  form'd  the  plan  ? 

Or  who  fulfil  it,  but— a  God  ? 
— 3  No  drop  remains  of  all  the  curse, 

For  wretches  who  deserv'd  the  whole ; 

No  arrows,  dipt  in  wrath,  to  pierce 

The  guilty,  but  returning  soul. 
e  4  Peace,  by  such  means,  so  dearly  bought, 

What  rebel  could  have  hop'd  to  see  ? 
p  Peace — by  his  injur'd  Sovereign  wrought — 

His  Sovereign  fasten  "d  to  the  tree ! 
— 5  Now,  Lord,  thy  feeble  worm  prepare  ; 

For  strife  with  earth  and  hell  begins ; 

Confirm  and  gird  me  for  the  war ; 

They  hate  the  soul  who  hates  his  sins, 
e  6  Let  them  in  horrid  league  agree ! 

They  may  assault,  they  may  distress  ; 
o  But  cannot  quench  thy  love  to  me, 

Nor  rob  me  of  the  Lord,  my  peace.     Cotcper. 

HYMN  78.  C.  M.  Hymn  2d.  Sunday.  [*] 

Thanhf ulness  for  Providential  Goodness. 

1  "VITHEN  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God, 
▼  ▼    My  rising  soul  surveys  ; 
o  Transported  with  the  view,  I'm  lost 

In  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 
— 2  Thy  providence  my  life  sustain'd, 
And  all  my  wants  redress'd, 
When  in  the  silent  womb  I  lay ; 
Or  hung  upon  the  breast 


Select.  HYMN  79. 555 

3  To  all  my  weak  complaints  and  cries 

Thy  mercy  lent  an  ear, 
Ere  yet  my  feeble  thoughts  had  learn'd 

To  form  themselves  in  prayer. 
e  4  When  in  the  slipp'ry  paths  of  youth, 

With  heedless  steps  I  ran, 
o  Thine  arm,  unseen,  convey'd  me  safe, 

And  led  me  up  to  man. 
5  When  worn  with  sickness,  oft  hast  thou 

With  health  renew'd  my  face ; 
e  And  when  in  sin  and  sorrow  sunk, 
o       Reviv'd  my  soul  with  grace. 
o  6  Ten  thousand  thousand  precious  gifts 

My  daily  thanks  employ  ; 
e  Nor  is  the  least  a  cheerful  heart, 

That  tastes  those  gifts  with  joy. 
— 7  Through  ev'ry  period  of  my  life, 

Thy  goodness  I'll  pursue  ; 
o  And  after  death,  in  distant  worlds, 

The  glorious  theme  renew. 
o  8  Through  all  eternity — to  thee 

A  grateful  song  I'll  raise  ; 
e  For  oh,  eternity's  too  short, 

To  utter  all  thy  praise.  Addison. 

HYMN  79.  CM.  Sivanwick.  [*] 

Encouragement  to  trust  and  love  God.  Ps.  xxxiv. 

1  f  |  THROUGH  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life, 

JL    In  trouble  and  in  joy, 
The  praises  of  my  God  shall  still 

My  heart  and  tongue  employ. 
o  2  Of  his  deliverance  I  will  boast, 

Till  all  who  are  distress'd, 
From  my  example  comfort  take, 

And  charm  their  griefs  to  rest. 
o  3  The  hosts  of  God  encamp  around 

The  dwellings  of  the  just ; 
Protection  he  affords  to  all, 

Who  make  his  Name  their  trust. 
■ — 4  O  make  but  trial  of  his  love, — 

Experience  will  decide, 
How  bless'd  are  they,  and  only  they, 

Who  in  his  truth  confide. 


556 HYMN  80,  81. Select. 

e  5  Fear  him,  ye  saints,  and  you  will  then 

Have  nothing  else  to  Tear : 
o  Make  you  his  service  your  delight, 

Your  wants  shall  be  his  care.  Tate, 


c 


HYMN  80.  8  &  7.  Love  Divine.  [*] 

Grateful  Recollection.    1  Sam.  vii,  12. 

OME,  thou  Fount  of  ev'ry  blessing, 
Tune  my  heart  to  sing  thy  grace ; 
Streams  of  mercy  never  ceasing, 
Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise. 
o  Teach  me  some  melodious  sonnet, 
Sung  by  flaming  tongues  above : 
o  Praise,  the  mount, — I'm  fix'd  upon  it — 
u      Mount  of  God's  unchanging  love. 

— 2  Here  I  raise  my  Ebenezer  ; 

Hither  by  thine  help  I'm  come  ; 
And  I  hope,  by  thy  good  pleasure, 

Safely  to  arrive  at  home. 
e  Jesus  sought  me  when  a  stranger, 

Wand'ring  from  the  fold  of  God  ; 
o  He,  to  rescue  me  from  danger, 

Interpos'd  with  precious  blood. 

c  3  Oh  !  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor 

Daily  I'm  constraint  to  be ! 
— Let  that  grace  now,  like  a  fetter, 

Bind  my  wand'ring  heart  to  thee : 
o  Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it — 

Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love — 
d  Here's  my  heart — O  take  and  seal  it ; 

Seal  it  from  thy  courts  above.        Robinson. 

HYMN  81.  8s.  Consolation.  [*] 

Excellencies  of  Christ. 

1  TPTOW  shall  I  my  Saviour  set  forth? 
-CI  How  shall  I  his  beauties  declare? 

Oh  how  shall  I  speak  of  his  worth, 
Or  what  his  chief  dignities  are? 

2  His  angels  can  never  express, 

Nor  saints  who  sit  nearest  his  throne, 
How  rich  are  his  treasures  of  grace  :— 
No !  this  is  a  myst'ry  unknown. 


Select. HYMN  82. 557 

g  2  In  him  all  the  fulness  of  God 

For  ever  transcendently  shines  ; 
e  Though  once  like  a  mortal  he  stood, 

To  finish  his  gracious  designs  : 
p  Though  once  he  was  nail'd  to  the  cross, 

Vile  rebels  like  me  to  set  free ; 
— His  glory  sustained  no  loss, 
g  Eternal  his  kingdom  shall  he. 
— 3  His  wisdom,  his  love,  and  his  power, 

Seem'd  then  with  each  other  to  vie ; 
e  When  sinners  he  stoop'd  to  restore, 
p  Poor  sinners  condemned  to  die  ! 
d  He  laid  all  his  grandeur  aside, 

And  dwelt  in  a  cottage  of  clay  : 

Poor  sinners  he  lov'd,  till  he  dy'd, 

To  wash  their  pollution  away. 
— 4  O  sinner,  believe  and  adore 

The  Saviour  so  rich  to  redeem ; 

No  creature  can  ever  explore 

The  treasures  of  goodness  in  him  : 
d  Come,  all  ye  who  see  yourselves  lost, 

And  feel  yourselves  burden'd  with  sin, 

Draw  near,  while  with  terrour  you're  toss'd ; 

Believe — and  your  peace  shall  begin. 
— 5  Now,  sinner,  attend  to  his  call, 
d  *  Whoso  hath  an  ear  let  him  hear !' 
— He  promises  mercy  to  all, 

Who  feel  their  sad  wants,  far  and  near ; 
o  He  riches  has  ever  in  store, 

And  treasures  that  never  can  waste : 
o  Here's  pardon,  here's  grace,  yea,  and  more — 
u  Here's  glory  eternal  at  last.         Rippotfs  Col. 

HYMN  82.  L.  M.  Armley.  [*] 

All  good  in  Christ. 

1  FTlHOU  only  Sovereign  of  my  heart, 

J-    My  Refuge,  my  almighty  Friend ; — 
e  And  can  my  soul  from  thee  depart, 
On  whom  alone  my  hopes  depend  ? 

2  Whither,  ah !  whither  shall  I  go — 
A  wretched  wand'rer  from  my  Lord  ? 
Can  this  dark  world  of  sin  and  wo 
One  glimpse  of  happiness  afford  ? 


558 HYMN  83. Select 

— 3  Eternal  life  thy  words  impart; 

On  these  my  fainting  spirit  lives: 
o  Here  sweeter  comforts  cheer  my  heart, 
Thau  all  the  round  of  nature  gives. 

— 4  Let  earth's  alluring  joys  combine  ; 
e  While  thou  art  near,  in  vain  they  call : 
o  One  smile,  one  blissful  smile  of  thine, 
My  dearest  Lord,  outweighs  them  all. 

— 5  Thy  Name,  my  inmost  powers  adore  ; 
o  Thou  art  my  life,  my  joy,  my  care  ; 
d  Depart  from  thee, — 'tis  death— 'tis  more  ! 
'Tis  endless  ruin— deep  despair ! 

e  6  Low  at  thy  feet  my  soul  would  lie  ; 
Here  safety  dvyells,  and  peace  divine ; 
— Still  let  me  live  beneath  thine  eye, 
o  For  life,  ete;  ual  life  is  thine.  Steele. 


HYMN  83.  L.  M.  Leeds.  [*] 

Temptation :  or,  Safety  in  the  Stonn. 

d  1   FT!  HE  billows  swell,  the  winds  are  high, 
J-    Clouds  overcast  my  wintry  sky  ; 
Out  of  the  depths  to  thee  I  call ; 
e  My  fears  are  great,  my  strength  is  small. 

— 2  O  Lord,  the  pilot's  part  perform, 

And  guide  and  guard  me  through  the  storm ! 
Defend  me  from  each  threatening  ill ; 

d  Control  the  waves — say,  *  Peace — be  still !' 

— 3  Amidst  the  roaring  of  the  sea, 
My  soul  still  hangs  her  hopes  on  thee ; 
Thy  constant  love,  thy  faithful  care, 
Is  all  that  saves  me  from  despair. 

e  4  Dangers  of  ev'ry  shape  and  name 
Attend  the  followers  of  the  Lamb, 
Who  leave  the  world's  deceitful  shore, 
And  leave  it  to  return  no  more. 

— 5  Though  tempest-toss'd,  and  half  a  wreck, 
My  Saviour  through  the  floods  I  seek ; 

o  Let  neither  winds,  nor  stormy  rain, 

Force  back  my  shatter'd  bark  again.    Coivper. 


Select. HYMN  84,  85. 559 

HYMN  84.  7s.  Hotham.  [*] 

Christ,  the  Refuge  from  the  Storm.     Deut.  xxxii,  27. 

1  TESUS,  lover  of  my  soul, 
J    Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly, 

While  the  billows  near  me  roll, 
While  the  tempest  still  is  nigh ! 
Hide  me,  O  my  Saviour,  hide, 
Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past ; 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide ; 

0  receive  my  soul  at  last ! 

2  Other  refuge  have  I  none  ; 
Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  thee  ; 
Leave,  ah !  leave  me  not  alone — 
Still  support  and  comfort  me. 
All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stay'd, 
All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring ; 
Cover  my  defenceless  head 
With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 

3  Thou,  O  Christ,  art  all  I  want ; 
More  than  all  in  thee  I  find ; 
Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint, 
Heal  the  sick,  and  lead  the  blind. 
Just  and  holy  is  thy  name, — 

1  am  all  unrighteousness  ; 
Vile  and  full  of  sin  I  am, — 

Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace.      Cowper 

HYMN  85.  H.  M.  Allerton.  [*] 

Jesus,  the  Pilot.  Luke  viii,  22. 

1  TESUS,  at  thy  command, 
•J    I  launch  into  the  deep ; 

And  leave  my  native  land, 

Where  sin  lulls  all  asleep  : 
For  thee  I  fain  would  all  resign, 
And  sail  to  heaven  with  thee  and  thine ! 

2  Thou  art  my  Pilot  wise  ; 
My  compass  is  thy  word  ; 
My  soul  each  storm  defies, 
While  I  have  such  a  Lord  ! 

I  trust  thy  faithfulness  and  power, 
To  save  me  in  the  trying  hour. 

3  Though  rocks  and  quicksands  deep 
Through  all  my  passage  lie  ; 


560 HYMN  86. Select. 

Yet  thou  wilt  safely  keep, 

And  guide  me  with  thine  eye  : 
My  anchor,  hope,  shall  firm  abide, 
And  I  each  boisterous  storm  outride. 
o       4  By  faith  I  see  the  land, 
The  port  of  endless  rest ; 
My  soul,  thy  sails  expand, 
And  fly  to  Jesus'  breast. 
Oh  may  I  reach  the  heavenly  shore, 
Where  winds  and  waves  distress  no  more ! 
e       5  Whene'er  becalm'd  I  lie, 
And  storms  and  winds  subside  ; 
Lord,  to  my  succour  fly, 
And  keep  me  near  thy  side  : 
For  more  the  treach'rous  calm  I  dread, 
Than  tempests  bursting  o'er  my  head. 
o       6  Come,  heavenly  Wind,  and  blow 
A  prosperous  gale  of  grace, 
To  waft  me  from  below, 
To  heaven,  my  destin'd  place  : 
s  Then,  in  full  sail,  my  port  I'll  find, 
And  leave  the  world,  and  sin,  behind. 

Huntingdon, 

HYMN  86.  L.  M.  Castle-Street.  [*] 

My  Redeemer  lircth.  Job  xix,  25. 

1  'T  KNOW  that  my  Redeemer  lives;' 

J-  What  comforts  this  sweet  sentence  gives ' 
He  lives,  he  lives,  who  once  was  dead, 
He  lives,  my  ever  living  head ! 

2  He  lives — triumphant  from  the  grave, 
He  lives — eternally  to  save  ; 

He  lives — all  glorious  in  the  sky, — 
He  lives — exalted  there  on  high. 

3  He  lives — to  bless  me  with  his  love, 
He  lives — to  plead  for  me  above ; 

He  lives — my  hungry  soul  to  (eed, 
He  lives — to  help  in  time  of  need. 

4  He  lives — to  grant  me  rich  supply, 
He  lives — to  guide  me  with  his  eye  ; 
He  lives — to  comfort  me  when  faint, 
He  lives — to  hear  my  soul's  complaint. 

5  He  lives — to  silence  all  my  fears, 
He  lives — to  stoop  and  wipe  my  tears  ■ 


Select. HYMN  126. 585 

Send  down  a  coal  of  heavenly  fire, 
To  warm  each  waiting  heart. 

2  Shew  us  some  token  of  thy  love, 
Our  fainting  hope  to  raise  ; 

And  pour  thy  blessing  from  above, 
That  we  may  render  praise. 

3  Within  these  walls  let  holy  praise, 
And  love  and  concord  dwell ; 

e  Here  give  the  troubled  conscience  peace, 
The  wounded  spirit  heal. 

4  The  feeling  heart,  the  melting  eye, 
The  humble  mind  bestow  ; 

e  And  shine  upon  us  from  on  high, 

To  make  our  graces  grow. 
— 5  May  we  in  faith  receive  thy  word, — 

In  faith  present  our  prayers  ; 
e  And  in  the  presence  of  our  Lord, 

Unbosom  all  our  cares. 
o  6  And  may  the  gospel's  joyful  sound, 

Enforc'd  by  mighty  grace, 
Awaken  many  sinners  round, 

To  come,  and  fill  the  place.  Newton. 

HYMN  126.  7s.  Fairfax,  [b] 

A  Blessing  humbly  requested. 

1  "       ORD,  we  come  before  thee  now ; 
JLi  At  thy  feet  we  humbly  bow  ; 

e  Oh  do  not  our  suit  disdain  ! 

Shall  we  seek  thee,  Lord,  in  vain  ? 

2  Lord,  on  thee  our  souls  depend ; 
Tn  compassion,  now  descend  ; 

—Fill  our  hearts  with  thy  rich  grace  ; 
o  Tune  our  lips  to  sing  thy  praise. 

— 3  In  thine  own  appointed  way, 
a  Now  we  seek  thee,  here  we  stay ; 
•  Lord  we  know  not  how  to  go, 
Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow. 

— 4  Send  some  message  from  thy  word, 
That  may  joy  and  peace  afford  ; 
Let  thy  Spirit  now  impart 
Full  salvation  to  each  heart. 

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586 HYMN  127. Select. 

e  5  Comfort  those  who  weep  and  mourn; 

Let  the  time  of  joy  ret  urn  ; 

Those  who  are  cast  down,  lift  up, 

Make  them  strong  in  faith  and  hope. 
— 6  Grant  that  all  may  seek,  and  find 

Thee  a  God  supremely  kind  : 

Heal  the  sick,  the  captive  free ; 

Let  us  all  rejoice  in  thee.  Rippon. 

HYMN  127.  8  &  7.  Love  Divine.  [*] 

Lore  Divine. 

OVE  divine,  all  love  excelling! 
Joy  of  heaven,  to  earth  come  down  ! 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  dwelling  : 

All  thy  faithful  mercies  crown. 
e  Jesus,  thou  art  all  compassion  ! 

Pure,  unbounded  love,  thou  art ! 
o  Visit  us  with  thy  salvation, 

Enter  ev'ry  trembling  heart. 
a  2  Breathe,  O  breathe,  thy  loving  Spirit 

Into  ev'ry  troubled  breast ! 
e  Let  us  all  in  thee  inherit, 

Let  us  find  thy  promised  rest. 
— Take  away  the  power  of  sinning, 

Alpha  and  Omega  be  ; 
o  End  of  faith,  as  its  beginning, 

Set  our  hearts  at  liberty. 
— 3  Come,  Almighty  to  deliver, 

Let  us  all  thy  life  receive  ! 
Suddenly  return — and  never — 
e      Never  more  thy  temples  leave ! 
— Then  we  should  be  always  blessing, 

Serve  thee  as  thy  hosts  above ; 
o  Pray,  and  praise  thee  without  ceasing, — 

Glory  in  thy  precious  love. 
— 4  Finish,  then,  thy  new  creation  ; 

Pure,  unspotted  may  we  be ; 
Let  us  see  thy  great  salvation, 

Perfectly  restor'd  by  thee : 
g  Chang'd  from  glory  unto  glory, 

Till  in  heaven  we  take  our  place ; 
e  Till  we  cast  our  crowns  before  thee, 
a       Lost  in  wonder,  love,  and  praise !  Madam's  Col 


Select.  HYMN  143.  595 

g  He,  with  a  nod,  the  world  controls, 

Sustains,  or  sinks,  the  distant  poles. 

e       2  To  earth  he  bends  his  throne — 

His  throne  of  grace  divine  ; 
o      Wide  is  his  bounty  known, 
And  wide  his  glories  shine  : 
o  Fair  Salem,  still  his  chosen  rest, 
Is  with  his  smiles  and  presence  blest. 

—  3  Great  King  of  glory,  come, 
And  with  thy  favour  crown 
This  temple  as  thy  dome— 
This  people  as  thy  own : 

Beneath  this  roof,  oh  deign  to  show, 
How  God  can  dwell  with  men  below. 
4  Here  may  thine  ears  attend 
Thy  people's  humble  cries ; 
And  grateful  praise  ascend, 
All  fragrant,  to  the  skies : 
o  Here  may  thy  word  melodious  sound, 

And  spread  celestial  joys  around. 
—    5  Here  may  th'  attentive  throng 
Imbibe  thy  truth  and  love  ; 
And  converts  join  the  song 
Of  seraphim  above : 
o  And  willing  crowds  surround  thy  board, 
With  sacred  joy,  and  sweet  accord. 

—  6  Here  may  our  unborn  sons 
And  daughters  sound  thy  praise ; 
And  shine  like  polish'd  stones, 
Through  long  succeeding  days  : 

g  Here,  Lord,  display  thy  saving  power, 

While  temples  stand,  and  men  adore.    Francis, 

HYMN  143.  L.  M.  Old  Hundred.  [*] 

Ordination  :  Joshua  the  high  Priest.  Zech.  iii,  G,  7. 

1  /^  REAT  Lord  of  angels,  we  adore 
V*~  The  grace  that  builds  thy  courts  below  ; 

And  through  ten  thousands  sons  of  light, 

Stoops  to  regard  what  mortals  do. 
e  2  Amidst  the  wastes  of  time  and  death, 
— Successive  pastors  thou  dost  raise, 

Thy  charge  to  keep,  thy  house  to  guide, 

And  form  a  people  lor  thy  praise 


m HYMN  144. Select. 

o  3  The  heavenly  natives  with  delight 

Hover  around  the  sacred  place ; 

Nor  scorn  to  learn  from  mortal  tongues 

The  wonders  of  redeeming  grace* 
— 4  At  length,  dismissed  from  feeble  c!a}, 

Thy  servants  join  th'  angelic  band  ■ 
o  With  them,  through  distant  worlds  mey  fly, 
e  With  them,  before  thy  presence  stand. 
o  5  Oh,  glorious  hope  !  oh,  blest  employ  ! 
e  Sweet  lenitive  of  grief  and  care  ! 

When  shall  we  reach  those  radiant  courts, 

And  all  their  joy  and  honour  share  ? 
— 6  Yet  while  these  labours  we  pursue, 

Thus  distant  from  thy  heavenly  throne, 

Give  us  a  zeal  and  love  like  theirs, 
g  And  half  their  heaven  shall  here  be  known. 

Doddridge. 

HYMN  144.  H.  M.  Whitchurch,  [*] 

Ordination.    Ministers  a  sweet  savour  to  God.    2  Cor.  ii,  15,  16 

1  T> RAISE  to  the  Lord  on  high, 
-T    Who  spreads  his  triumphs  wTide  ! 
e       While  Jesus'  fragrant  name 

Is  breath'd  on  every  side  : 
— Balmy  and  rich  the  odours  rise, 
o  And  fill  the  earth,  and  reach  the  skies. 

—  2  Ten  thousand  dying  souls 
Its  influence  feel — and  live  ; 
Sweeter  than  vital  air 

The  incense  they  receive  : 
o  They  breathe  anew,  and  rise  and  sing — 
o  Jesus,  the  Lord,  their  conquering  King. 
e       3  But  sinners  scorn  the  grace, 

That  brings  salvation  nigh  : 

They  turn  away  their  face, 
a      And  faint,  and  fall,  and  die. 
p  So  sad  a  doom,  ye  saints,  deplore, 
a  For  oh !  they  fall  to  rise  no  more. 

—  4  Yet,  wise  and  mighty  God, 
Shall  all  thy  servants  be, 

In  those  who  live  or  die, 

A  savour  sweet  to  thee ; 
o  Supremely  bright  thy  grace  shall  shine, 
e  Guarded  with  flames  of  wrath  divine.     Doddride$. 


Select. HYMN  145,  146. 597 

HYMN  145.  L.  M.  Leeds.  Oporto.  [*] 

Gospel  ministry  instituted  by  Christ.  Eph.  iv,  11,  12. 

1  "OATHER  of  mercies,  in  thy  house, 
-T  Smile  on  our  homage  and  our  vows  ; 

While,  with  a  greatful  heart,  we  share 
These  pledges  of  our  Saviour's  care. 

2  The  Saviour,  when  to  heaven  he  rose, 
In  splendid  triumph  o'er  his  foes, 
Scatter 'd  his  gifts  on  men  below, 

And  wide  his  royal  bounties  flow. 

3  Hence  sprung  th'  apostles'  honour'd  name, 
Sacred  beyond  heroic  fame  ; 

Hence  dictates  the  prophetic  sage, 
And  hence  the  evangelic  page. 

4  In  lower  forms,  to  bless  our  eyes, 
Pastors  from  hence  and  teachers  rise  ; 
Who,  though  with  feebler  rays  they  shine, 
Still  gild  a  long — extended  line. 

5  From  Christ  their  varied  gifts  derive, 
And  fed  by  Christ  their  graces  live : 

o  While,  guarded  by  his  potent  hand, 
'Midst  all  the  rage  of  hell  they  stand. 

o  6  So  shall  the  bright  succession  run, 
Through  the  last  courses  of  the  sun  ; 
While  unborn  churches,  by  their  care, 
Shall  rise  and  flourish,  large  and  fair. 

— 7  Jesus,  our  Lord,  their  hearts  shall  know, 
The  spring  whence  all  these  blessings  flow  : 

o  Pastors  and  people  shout  his  praise, 

g  Through  the  long  round  of  endless  days. 

Doddridge. 

HYMN  146.  C.  M.  Sunday.  [*] 

Gospel  Treasure  in  earthen  vessels. 

1  TTOW  rich  thy  bounty,  King  of  kings ! 
XX  Thy  favours,  how  divine  ! 

The  blessings  which  thy  gospel  !  rings, 
How  splendidly  they  shine  ! 

2  Gold  is  but  dross,  and  gems  but  toys  : 
Should  gold  and  gems  compare, 

How  mean !  when  set  against  those  joys 
Thy  poorest  servants  share  ? 
9 


598  HYMN  147,  148. Select. 

e  3  Yet  all  these  treasures  of  thy  grace 

Are  lodg'd  in  urns  of  clay  ; 
— And  the  weak  sons  of  mortal  race 

Th'  immortal  gifts  convey, 
e  4  Feebly  they  lisp  thy  glories  forth, 
o      Yet  grace  the  vict'ry  gives ; 
e  Quickly  they  moulder  back  to  earth — 
o       Yet  still  the  gospel  lives. 
— 5  Such  wonders  power  divine  effects, 
o       Such  trophies  God  can  raise  ; 
— His  hand,  from  crumbling  dust,  erects 
o      His  monuments  of  praise.       Salisbury  Col, 

HYMN  147.  L.  M.  Carthage.  [*~bT 

Prayer  for  a  sick  Minister. 

1  /~\  THOU,  before  whose  gracious  throne 
V>J  We  bow  our  suppliant  spirit  down : 

View  the  sad  breast,  the  streaming  eye, 
And  let  our  sorrows  pierce  the  sky. 

2  Thou  know'st  the  anxious  cares  we  feel, 
And  all  our  trembling  lips  would  tell ; 
Thou  only  canst  assuage  our  grief, 

And  yield  our  wo-fraught  heart  relief. 

3  With  power  benign,  thy  servant  spare, 
Nor  turn  aside  thy  people's  prayer ; 
Avert  thy  swift  descending  stroke, 

Nor  smite  the  shepherd  of  the  flock. 

4  Restore  him,  sinking  to  the  grave; 
Stretch  out  thine  arm,  make  haste  to  save; 
Back  to  our  hopes  and  wishes  give, 

And  bid  our  friend  and  father  live. 

5  Bound  to  each  soul  by  tenderest  ties, 
In  every  breast  his  image  lies; 

Thy  pitying  aid,  O  God,  impart, 

Nor  rend  him  from  each  bleeding  heart. 

6  Yet  if  our  supplications  fail, 

And  prayers  and  tears  can  nought  prevail ; 

Be  thou  his  strength,  be  thou  his  stay, 

And  guide  him  safe  to  endless  day.    Evan's  Col 

HYMN  148.  CM.  Canterbury.  [b*]~~ 

Death  of  a  Minister. 

^  IS  master  taken  from  his  head, 
4-  Elisha  saw  him  go  ; 


Select. HYMN  149. 599 

And  in  desponding  accents  said, 
e       '  Ah  !  what  must  Israel  do  ?' 
— 2  But  he  forgot  the  Lord,  who  lifts 
The  beggar  to  the  throne, 
Nor  knew,  that  all  Elijah's  gifts 
Would  soon  be  made  his  own. 
d  3  What — when  a  Paul  has  run  his  course, 
Or  when  A  polios  dies — 
Is  Israel  left  without  resource  ? 
And  have  we  no  supplies  ? 
o  4  Yes,  while  the  dear  Redeemer  lives, 

We  have  a  boundless  store  ; 
— And  shall  be  fed  with  what  he  gives, 
g      Who  lives  for  evermore.  Cowper 

HYMN  149.  C.  M.  Hymn  2d.  [b*] 

Death  of  a  Minister. 

1  IVfOW  let  our  mourning  hearts  revive, 

1 1    And  all  our  tears  be  dry  ; 
Why  should  those  eyes  be  drown'd  in  grief, 
Which  view  a  Saviour  nigh  ? 
e  2  What  though  the  arm  of  conquering  death 

Does  God's  own  house  invade  ? 
p  What  though  the  prophet  and  the  priest 

Be  number'd  with  the  dead  ? — 
— 3  Though  earthly  shepherds  dwell  in  dust, 
The  aged,  and  the  young — 
The  watchful  eye  in  darkness  clos'd, 
And  mute  th'  instructive  tongue ; —  , 
o  4  Th'  eternal  Shepherd  still  survives, 
New  comfort  to  impart ; 
His  eye  still  guides  us,  and  his  voice 
Still  animates  our  heart. 
d  5  '  Lo  I  am  with  you,'  saith  the  Lord, 
1  My  church  shall  safe  abide  ; 
1  For  I  will  ne'er  forsake  my  own, 
4  Whose  souls  in  me  confide.' 
o  6  '  Through  every  scene  of  life  and  death, 
This  promise  is  our  trust ; 
And  this  shall  be  our  children's  song, 
e      When  we  are  cold  in  dust.         Doddridge 


000 HYMN  150,  151. Select. 

HYMN  150.  C.  M.  Colchester.  [*] 

Christ,  fh<  Refuft  of  tin  I 

1  XI K»  wno  on  earth  as  man  was  known, 
e       H  And  bore  our  sins  and  pains, 

g  Now,  scaled  on  th'  eternal  throne — 
The  God  o!"  glory  reigns  ! 

2  His  hands  the  wheels  of  nature  guide, 
With  an  unerring  skill ; 

And  countless  worlds,  extended  wide, 
Obey  his  sovereign  will. 

3  While  harps  unnumber'd  sound  his  praise, 
In  yonder  world  above  : 

o  His  saints  on  earth  admire  his  ways, 

And  glory  in  his  love. 
— 4  His  righteousness,  to  faith  reveal'd, 

Wrought  out  for  guilty  worms, 
o  Affords  a  hiding  place,  and  shield, 

From  enemies  and  storms. 
— 5  When  troubles,  like  a  burning  sun, 

Beat  heavy  on  their  head  ; 
o  To  this  high  rock  his  people  run, 

And  find  a  pleasing  shade. 
e  6  How  glorious  he  ! — how  happy  they — 

In  such  a  glorious  friend  ! 
o  Whose  love  secures  them  all  the  way, 
o      And  crowns  them  at  the  end. 

HYMN  151.  L.  M.  Moreton.  [*b] 

Covenant  engagements  joyfully  recognised.  2  Chron.  xv,  15. 

o  1    f|   HAPPY  day,  that  fix'd  my  choice, 
VJ*   On  thee,  my  Saviour,  and  my  God ! 

Well  may  this  glowing  heart  rejoice, 

And  tell  its  raptures  all  abroad. 
e  2  O  happy  bond,  that  seals  my  vows 

To  him,  who  merits  all  my  love ! 
o  Let  cheerful  anthems  fill  his  house, 

While  to  that  sacred  shrine  I  move. 
d  3  'Tis  done  : — the  great  transaction's  done ; 

I  am  my  Lord's,  and  he  is  mine : 

He  drew  me — and  I  follow  'd  on — 

Charm'd  to  confess  the  voice  divine. 
— 4  Now  rest,  my  long-divided  heart, 

Fix'd  on  this  blissful  centre,  rest; 

With  ashes  who  would  grudge  to  part, 

When  call'd  on  angels'  bread  to  feast? 


Select. HYMN  152,  153. 601 

5  High  heaven,  that  heard  the  solemn  vow, 
That  vow  renew'd  shall  daily  hear : 
e  Till  in  life's  latest  hour  I  bow, 

And  bless  in  death  a  bond  so  dear.  Doddridge. 

HYMN  152.  C.  P.  M.  Bradbury.  [*] 

Covenant  Everlasting. 

o  1  TVTOW  for  a  hymn  of  praise  to  God ! 
-L 1    Ye  trophies  of  a  Saviour's  blood, 
Join  the  sweet  choir  above  ; 
All  your  harmonious  accents  bring, 
Wake  every  high,  celestial  string, 
To  chant  redeeming  love. 
— 2  Ere  God  pronounc'd  creation  good, 
Or  bade  the  vast,  unbounded  flood 

Through  fixed  channels  run  ; 
Ere  light  from  ancient  chaos  sprung, 
Or  angels  earth's  formation  sung, 
He  chose  us  in  his  Son. 
g  3  Then  was  the  cov'nant  order'd  sure, 
Through  endless  ages  to  endure, 
By  Israel's  triune  God  : 
— That  none  his  cov'nant  might  evade, 
With  oaths  and  promises  'twas  made, 
e       And  ratify'd  in  blood. 
o  4  God  is  the  refuge  of  my  soul, 

Though  tempests  rage,  though  billows  roll, 
And  hellish  powers  assail : 
g  Eternal  walls  are  my  defence, 
Environ'd  with  Omnipotence — 
What  foe  can  e'er  prevail  ? 
— 5  Then  let  infernal  legions  roar, 

And  waste  their  cursed,  vengeful  power ! 
d      My  soul  their  wrath  disdains  : 
g  In  God,  my  refuge,  I'm  secure, 
While  cov'nant  promises  endure, 
Or  my  Redeemer  reigns. 

HYMN  153.  lis.  Idumea.  [*] 

Church  in  affliction.  Isa.  xlix,  14 — 17. 

e  1   {\  ZION,  afflicted  with  wave  upon  wave, 
v_/  Whom  no  man  can  comfort,  whom  no 
man  can  save ; 
With  darkness  surrounded,  by  terrours  dismay'd, 
In  toiling  and  rowing,  thy  strength  is  decay'd. 
9* 


002 HYMN  154,  155. Select. 

o  2  Loud  roaring,the  billows  now  nigh  overwhelm, 
— But  skilful's  the  Pilot  who  sits  at  the  helm ; 
o  His  wisdom  conducts  thee,  his  power  thee  de- 

In  safely  and  quiet  thy  warfare  he  ends,  [fends ; 
d  3  'O  fearful  !  0  faithless!'  in  mercy  he  cries; 

'My  promise. h  i  \  truth, are  they  light  in  thine  eyes? 

'  Still, still  1  am  with  thee. mv  promise."  shall  stand, 

4  Thro'  tempest  and  tossing  I'll  bring  thee  to  land. 

4  '  Forget  thee  I  will  not — I  cannot ;  thy  name 
i  Engrav'd  on  my  heart  doth  for  ever  remain ; 

1  The  palms  of  my  hands  while  I  look  on,  1  see 
c  The  wounds  I  received  when  sufPring  for  thee. 

5  '  I  feel  at  my  heart  all  thy  sighs  and  thy  groans, 
Tor  thou  art  most  near  me,  my  flesh  and  my  bones; 
1  In  all  thy  distresses  thy  Head  feels  the  pain — 
4  Yet  all  are  most  needful,  not  one  is  in  vain. 

6  'Then  trust  me,  and  fear  not;  thy  life  is  secure, 
1  My  wisdom  is  perfect,  supreme  is  my  power  ; 
'  In  love  I  correct  thee,  thy  soul  to  refine, 

To  make  thee  at  length  in  my  likeness  to  shine.' 

Jay's  Col. 

HYMN  154.  8  &  7.  Love  Divine.  [*] 

Consolation  of  Israel.  Luke  ii,  25. 

1  /^  OME,  thou  Jong  expected  Jesus, 
Vy   Born  to  set  thy  people  free  ; 

From  our  fears  and  sins  release  us, 

Let  us  find  our  rest  in  thee  : 
Israel's  Strength  and  Consolation, 

Hope  of  all  the  saints  thou  art ; 
Dear  Desire  of  ev'ry  nation, 

Joy  of  ev'ry  longing  heart. 

2  Born,  thy  people  to  deliver  ; 
Born  a  child — and  yet  a  King ; 

Born  to  reign  in  us  for  ever, 

Now  thy  precious  Kingdom  bring : 

By  thine  own  eternal  Spirit, 
Rule  in  all  our  hearts  alone ; 

By  thine  all-sufficient  merit, 

Raise  us  to  thy  glorious  throne.  MadarisCol 

HYMN  155.  L.  M.  Islington,  [b] 

Christ's  address  to  the  Church  at  Ej/Iksus.   Rev.  ii,  1 — 7. 

1   rpHUS  saith  the  Lord  to  Ephesus, 
A    And  thus  he  speaks  to  some  of  us  ; 


Select. HYMN  156. 603 

d  '  Amidst  my  churches,  lo,  I  stand, 
And  hold  the  pastors  in  my  hand. 

2  '  Thy  works  to  me  are  fully  known ; 
Thy  patience,  and  thy  toil  I  own ; 
Thy  views  of  gospel  truth  are  clear, 
Nor  canst  thou  other  doctrine  bear. 

3  '  Yet  I  must  blame,  while  I  approve : 
Where  is  thy  first,  thy  fervent  love  ? 
Dost  thou  forget  my  love  to  thee, 
That  thine  is  grown  so  faint  to  me  ? 

4  '  Recall  to  mind  the  happy  days, 
When  thou  wast  fill'd  with  joy  and  praise  ; 
Repent — thy  former  works  renew, 

Then  I'll  restore  thy  comforts  too. 

5  '  Return  at  once,  when  I  reprove, 
Lest  I  thy  candlestick  remove, 
And  thou,  too  late,  thy  loss  lament ; 
I  warn  before  I  strike  : — Repent.' 

e  6  Hearken  to  what  the  Spirit  saith 

To  him  who  overcomes  by  faith ; 
o  '  The  fruit  of  life's  unfading  tree 

In  Paradise  his  food  shall  be.'  Newton. 

HYMN  156.  C.  M.  York.  [*]  " 

Christ's  Address  to  the  Church  at  Smyrna.  Rev.  ii,  11. 

1  r|l  HE  message  first  to  Smyrna  sent, 

JL    A  message  full  of  grace, 
To  all  the  Saviour's  flock  is  meant, 
In  every  age  and  place. 

2  Thus  to  his  church,  his  chosen  bride, 
Saith  the  great  First  and  Last, 

Who  ever  lives — though  once  he  died ! 
d       '  Hold  thy  profession  fast. 

3  *  Thy  works  and  sorrow  well  I  know, 
Perform'd  and  borne  for  me ; 

Poor  though  thou  art,  despis'd  and  low, 
Yet  who  is  rich  like  thee  ? 

4  *  I  know  thy  foes,  and  what  they  say, 
How  long  they  have  blasphem'd ; 

The  synagogue  of  Satan,  they, 

Though  they  would  Jews  be  deem'd. 

5  '  Though  Satan  for  a  season  rage, 
And  prisons  be  your  lot : 

I  am  your  friend,  and  I  engage 
You  shall  not  be  forgot. 


604 HYMN  157,  158. Select. 

6  '  Be  faithful  unto  death,  nor  fear 

A  few  short  days  of  strife  ; 
Behold  the  prize  you  soon  shall  wear, — 
A  crown  of  endless  life.5 
e  7  Hear  what  the  Holy  Spirit  saith 

Of  all  who  overcome  ; 
o  l  They  shall  escape  the  second  death, — 
e      The  sinner's  awful  doom  !'  Newton. 

HYMN  157.  7  &  6.  Clark's.  Hymn  5th.  [b*] 

Christ's  Address  to  the  Church  at  Sardis.  Rev.  iii,  1 — 6. 

d  1  '-V\TRITE  to  Sardis,'  saith  the  Lord, 
▼  ▼     k  And  write  what  he  declares, — 
He,  whose  Spirit,  and  whose  Word, 

Upholds  the  seven  stars ; 
All  thy  works  and  ways  I  search, 
Find  thy  zeal  and  love  decay'd ; 
Thou  art  call'd  a  living  church, 
But  thou  art  cold  and  dead. 

2  l  Watch — remember — seek,  and  strive, 
Exert  thy  former  pains  : 

Let  thy  timely  care  revive, 

And  strengthen  what  remains  : 
Cleanse  thy  heart,  thy  works  amend, 
Former  times  to  mind  recall  ; 
Lest  my  sudden  stroke  descend, 

And  smite  thee  once  for  all. 

3  '  Yet  I  number  now  in  thee 
A  few  who  are  upright ; 

These  my  Father's  face  shall  see, 

And  walk  with  me  in  white : 
When  in  judgment  I  appear, 
They  for  mine  shall  stand  confess'd : 
Let  my  faithful  servants  hear, 

And  wo  be  to  the  rest.'  Cowper. 

HYMN  158.  L.  M.  Oporto.  [*] 

Christ's  Address  to  the  Church  at  Philadelphia.  Rev.  iii,  7-  -13. 

1  rpHUS  saith  the  Holy  One,  and  true, 

J--  To  his  beloved  faithful  few ; 
*  Of  heaven  and  hell  I  hold  the  keys, 
To  shut  or  open  as  I  please. 

2  '  I  know  thy  works,  and  I  approve  ; 
Though  small  thy  strength,  sincere  thy  love 


Select. HYMN  fa9. 605 

Go  on  my  word  and  name  to  own, 
For  none  shall  rob  thee  of  thy  crown. 

3  '  Before  thee  see  my  mercy's  door 
Stands  open  wide,  to  shut  no  more ; 
Fear  not  temptation's  fiery  day, 
For  I  will  be  thy  strength  and  stay. 

4  '  Thou  hast  my  promise,  hold  it  fast ; 
Thy  trying  hour  will  soon  be  past : 
Rejoice — for  lo  !  I  quickly  come, 

To  take  thee  to  my  heavenly  home  : 
g  5  'A  pillar  there  no  more  to  move, 

Inscrib'd  with  all  my  names  of  love : 

A  monument  of  mighty  grace, 

Thou  shalt  for  ever  have  a  place.' 
— 6  Such  is  the  conqueror's  reward, 

Prepar'd  and  promis'd  by  the  Lord  ; 

Let  him  who  hath  the  ear  of  faith, 

Attend  to  what  the  Spirit  saith.         Newton* 

HYMN  159.  L.  M.  Newcourt.  [b] 

Christ's  Address  lo  the  Church  at  Laodicca.     Rev.  iii,  14 — 20. 

p  1  TTTEAR,  what  the  Lord,  the  great  Amen, 
_I-J_  The  true  and  faithful  Witness,  says ; 
He  form'd  the  vast  creation's  plan, 
And  searches  all  our  hearts  and  ways. 

2  To  some  he  speaks  as  once  of  old, 
d  '  I  know  thee — thy  profession's  vain ; 

Since  thou  art  neither  hot  nor  cold, 
I'll  spit  thee  from  me  with  disdain. 

3  '  Thou  boastest,  "  I  am  wise  and  rich, 
Increas'd  in  goods,  and  nothing  need  ;" 
And  dost  not  know  thou  art  a  wretch, 
Naked,  and  poor,  and  blind,  and  dead. 

4  '  Yet  while  I  thus  rebuke,  I  love ; 
My  message  is  in  mercy  sent, 

That  thou  may'st  my  compassion  prove ; 
I  can  forgive  if  thou  repent. 

5  '  WoukTst  thou  be  truly  rich  and  wise, 
Come   buy  my  gold  in  fire  well  try'd, 
My  ointment,  to  anoint  thine  eyes, 

My  robe,  thy  nakedness  to  hide. 

6  '  See,  at  thy  door  I  stand  and  knock ; 
Poor  sinner,  shall  I  wait  in  vain  ? 


606 HYMN  160,  161. Select. 

?uickly  thy  stubborn  heart  unlock, 
hat  I  may  enter  wit li  my  train. 
7  *  Thou  canst  not  entertain  a  king; 
Unworthy  thou  of  such  a  guesl ! 
But  I  my  own  provision  bring; 
To  make  thy  soul  a  heavenly  least.'  Newton. 

HYMN  160.  S.  M.  Newton.  [*] 

Promise  to  Believers  tind  their  children. 

1  "        ORD,  what  our  ears  have  heard, 
-Li   Our  eyes  delighted  trace  ; 

Thy  love  in  long  succession  shown 
To  Zion's  chosen  race. 

2  Our  children  thou  dost  claim, 
And  mark  them  out  for  thine : 

Ten  thousand  blessings  to  thy  name, 
For  goodness  so  divine  ! 

3  Thee  let  the  fathers  own. 
And  thee,  the  sons  adore ; 

Join'd  to  the  Lord  in  solemn  vows, 
To  be  forgot  no  more. 

4  Thy  cov'nant  may  they  keep, 
And  bless  the  happy  bands, — 

Which  closer  still  engage  their  hearts, 
To  honour  thy  commands. 
e  5      How  great  thy  mercies,  Lord  ! 
How  plenteous  is  thy  grace  ! 
Which,  in  the  promise  of  thy  love, 
Includes  our  rising  race. 
o  6       Our  offspring,  still  thy  care, 
Shall  own  their  father's  God ; 
To  latest  times  thy  blessings  share, 
o  And  sound  thy  praise  abroad.  Salisbury  Col 

HYMN  161.  C.  M.  St.  Ann's.  [*] 

Christ's  condescending  Regard  to  little  Children.  Mark  x,  14» 

1    CJEE  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stand, 
£3  With  all  engaging  charms; 
e  Hark,  how  he  calls  the  tender  lambs, 

And  folds  them  in  his  arms, 
d  2  '  Permit  them  to  approach,'  he  cries, 
1  Nor  scorn  their  humble  name  ; 
*  For  'twas  to  bless  such  souls  as  these, 
'  The  Lord  of  angels  came  ' 


Select. HYMN  162,  163. 607 

o  3  We  bring  them,  Lord,  in  thankful  hands, 

And  yield  them  up  to  thee  ; 
Joyful  that  we  ourselves  are  thine, 

Thine  let  our  offspring  be. 
— 4  Ye  little  flock,  with  pleasure  hear ; 

Ye  children  seek  his  face  ; — 
o  And  fly  with  transports  to  receive 

The  blessings  of  his  grace. 
e  5  If  orphans  they  are  left  behind, 
—    Thy  guardian  care  we  trust ; 
e  That  care  shall  heal  our  bleeding  heart, 
a      If  weeping  o'er  their  dust.  Doddridge. 

HYMN  162.  S.  M.  Bingham.  [*] 

Infants  given  to  God  in  Baptism.  Is.  Ixv,  23. 

1  /^  RE  AT  God,  now  condescend 
VX  To  bless  our  rising  race  ; 

Soon  may  their  willing  spirits  bend 
To  thy  victorious  grace. 

2  Oh,  what  a  vast  delight, 
Their  happiness  to  see ! 

Our  warmest  wishes  all  unite 

To  lead  their  souls  to  thee. 
—3      Now  bless,  thou  God  of  love, 

This  ordinance  divine  ; 
Send  thy  good  Spirit  from  above, 

And  make  these  children  thine.  Fellows. 

HYMN  163.  C.  M.  York.  [*] 

Young  Pe7"sons  invited  to  seek  and  love  Christ.  Prov.  viii,  17. 

1  "V^E  hearts  with  youthful  vigour  warm, 

JL    In  smiling  crowds  draw  near  ; 
And  turn  from  ev'ry  mortal  charm, 
A  Saviour's  voice  to  hear. 

2  He,  Lord  of  all  the  worlds  on  high, 
Stoops  to  converse  with  you ; 

And  lays  his  radiant  glories  by, 
Your  welfare  to  pursue. 
d  3  '  The  soul  who  longs  to  see  my  face, 
1  Is  sure  my  love  to  gain ; 
1  And  those  who  early  seek  my  grace, 
'  Shall  never  seek  in  vain.' 
e  4  What  object,  Lord,  my  soul  should  move, 
If  once  compar'd  with  thee  ? 


606 HYMN  164,  165. Select. 

What  beam;  should  command  my  love, 

Like  what  in  Christ  I  see? 
d  5  Away,  ye  false,  delusive  toys, 

Vain  tempters  of  the  mind! 
o  Tis  here  1  6*  m\  lasting  choice, 

And  here  true  bliss  I  find.  Doddridge. 

HYMN  164.  L.  M.  Gloucester.  [*] 

Early  Piety.  Matt,  xii,  20. 

1  TJOW  soft  the  words  my  Saviour  speaks! 
-CI  How  kind  the  promises  he  makes ! 

A  bruised  reed  he  never  break-. 
Nor  will  he  quench  the  smoking  flax. 

2  The  humble  poor  he  won't  despise, 
Nor  on  the  contrite  sinner  frown ; 
His  ear  is  open  to  their  cries, 

He  quickly  sends  salvation  down. 

3  When  piety  in  early  minds, 
Like  tender  buds  begins  to  shoot, 

He  guards  the  plants  from  threat'ning  winds, 
And  ripens  blossoms  into  fruit. 

4  With  humble  souls  he  bears  a  part, 
In  all  the  sorrows  they  endure ; 
Tender  and  gracious  is  his  heart, 
His  promise  is  for  ever  sure. 

5  He  sees  the  struggles  that  prevail 
Between  the  powers  of  grace  and  sin  ; 
He  kindly  listens  while  they  tell 
The  bitter  pangs  they  feel  within. 

6  Though,  press'd  with  fears  on  ev'ry  side, 
They  know  not  how  the  strife  may  end  ; 
Yet  he  will  soon  the  cause  decide, 

And  judgment  unto  viet'ry  send.  anet. 

HYMN  165.  CM.   Wareham.  [b*] 

Young  Persons  entreated. 

e   1  X>  ESTOW,  dear  Lord,  upon  our  youth, 
-13  The  gift  of  saving  grace  ; 
And  let  the  seed  of  sacred  truth 
Fall  in  a  fruitful  place. 
— 2  Grace  is  a  plant,  where'er  it  grows, 
Of  pure  and  heavenly  root ; 
But  fairest  in  the  youngest  shows. 
And  yields  the  sweetest  fruit 


Select. HYMN  166. 609 

d  3  Ye  careless  ones,  O  hear  betimes, 

The  voice  of  sovereign  love  ! 
e  Your  youth  is  stain'd  with  many  crimes, 
o      But  mercy  reigns  above. 
d  4  True,  you  are  young,  but  there's  a  stone 

Within  the  youngest  breast, 
Or  half  the  crimes  which  you  have  done, 

Would  rob  you  of  your  rest. 
— 5  For  you  the  public  prayer  is  made, 

Oh,  join  the  public  prayer ! 
p  For  you  the  secret  tear  is  shed, 

Oh,  shed  yourselves  a  tear. 
— 6  We  pray  that  you  may  early  prove 

The  Spirit's  power  to  teach  ; 
You  cannot  be  too  young  to  love 

That  Jesus  whom  we  preach.         Cowper. 

HYMN  166.  7s.  Redeeming  Love,  [b*] 

Prayer  for  xjoung  Persons. 

1  IVTOW  may  fervent  prayer  arise, 
-L^l  Wing'd  with  faith,  and  pierce  the  skies; 

Fervent  prayer  will  bring  us  down 

Gracious  answers  from  the  throne. 
e  2  Shepherd  of  thy  blood-bought  sheep, 

Teach  the  stony  heart  to  weep ; 

Let  the  blind  have  eyes  to  set; — 
e  See  themselves — and  look  on  thee. 
— 3  Let  the  minds  of  all  our  youth 

Feel  the  force  of  sacred  truth  ; 

While  the  gospel  call  they  hear, 

May  they  learn  to  love  and  fear. 

4  Show  them  what  their  ways  have  been  ; 

Show  them  the  desert  of  sin  ; 
e  Then  thy  dying  love  reveal ; 

This  shall  melt  a  heart  of  steel. 
-5  Where  thou  hast  thy  work  begun, 

Give  new  strength  the  race  to  run ; 

Scatter  darkness,  clouds,  and  fears, 

Wipe  away  the  mourner's  tears. 
—6  Bless  us  all,  both  old  and  young : 

Call  forth  praise  from  ev'rv  tongue ; 

Let  the  whole  assembly  Move 

All  thy  power,  and  all  thy  love.  Newton. 

10 


610 HYMN  167,  168. Select 

HYMN  167.  7s.  Fairfax,  [b] 

Prayer  for  Children. 

1  f~^  RACIOUS  Lord,  our  children  see ; 
VX  By  thy  mercy  we  are  free  ; 

But  shall  these,  alas!  remain 
Subjects  still  oi  Satan's  reign  ? 

2  Israel's  infants,  when  of  old, 
Pharaoh  threaten'd  to  withhold  ; 

d  Then  thy  Messenger  said,  '  No : 
*  Let  the  children  also  go.' 

e  3  When  the  angel  of  the  Lord, 

Drawing  forth  his  dreadful  sword, 

Slew,  with  an  avenging  hand, 

All  the  first-born  of  the  land  ;— 
o  4  Then  thy  people's  doors  he  pass'd, 

Where  the  bloody  sign  was  plac'd : 
e  Hear  us  now  upon  our  knees, 

Plead  the  blood  of  Christ  for  these. 
e  5  Lord,  we  tremble,  for  we  know 

How  the  fierce,  malicious  foe, 

Wheeling  round  his  watchful  flight, 

Keeps  them  ever  in  his  sight. 
— 6  Spread  thy  pinions,  King  of  kings! 

Hide  them  safe  beneath  thy  wings: 
e  Lest  the  rav'nous  birds  of  prey 

Seize  and  bear  the  brood  away.  Coivper. 

HYMN  168.  8&7.  Calvary,  [b] 

Surrender  to  infinite  Lure. Saerumcntal. 

1  "1\7"HEN  I  view  my  Saviour  bleeding, 
▼  ▼     For  my  sins,  upon  the  tree ; 
e  Oh  how  wondrous  ! — how  exceeding 

Great  his  love  appears  to  me  ! 
e  2  Floods  of  deep  distress  and  anguish, 

To  impede  his  labours  came ; 
— Yet  they  all  could  not  extinguish 
Love's  eternal,  burning  flame. 
e  3  Now  redemption  is  completed, 
Full  salvation  is  procur'd  : 
Death  and  Satan  are  defeated, 
By  the  sufT'rings  he  endur'd. 


Select, HYMN  169,  170. 611 

o  4  Now  the  gracious  Mediator, 

Risen  to  the  courts  of  bliss, 
Claims  for  me,  a  sinful  creature, 

Pardon,  righteousness,  and  peace. 
— 5  Sure  such  infinite  affection 

Lays  the  highest  claims  to  mine ; 
o  All  my  powers,  without  exception, 

Should  in  fervent  praises  join. 
— 6  Jesus,  fit  me  for  thy  service  ; 

Form  me  for  thyself  alone  ; 
e  1  am  thy  most  costly  purchase ; 

Take  possession  of  thy  own.  Lee 

HYMN  169.  C.  M.  Canterbury,  [b*] 

Christ's  Flesh,  Meat  indeed.     Sacramental.  John  vi,  53 — 56. 

1  XT  ERE  at  thy  table,  Lord,  we  meet, 
-O-  To  feed  on  food  divine  ; 

Thy  body  is  the  bread  we  eat, 
Thy  precious  blood  the  wine. 

2  He  who  prepares  this  rich  repast, 
Himself  comes  down  and  dies  ; 

And  then  invites  us  thus  to  feast 
Upon  the  sacrifice. 

3  Here  peace  and  pardon  sweetly  flow ; 
Oh,  what  delightful  food  ! 

We  eat  the  bread  and  drink  the  wine — 
But  think  on  nobler  good. 

4  The  bitter  torments  he  endur'd, 
Upon  th'  accursed  tree, 

For  me — each  welcome  guest  may  say, 
'Twas  all  procur'd  for  me. 

5  Sure  there  was  never  love  so  free — 
Dear  Sa\  iour — so  divine  ! 

Well  thou  may'st  claim  that  heart  of  me, 
Which  owes  so  much  to  thine.        StenneU 

HYMN  170.  CM.  York.  Barby.  [*] 

Welcome  to  the  Table.     Sacramental. 

1   riiHIS  is  the  feast  of  heavenly  wine. 

JL    And  God  invites  to  sup  ; 
The  juices  of  the  living  vine 
Were  press'd  to  fill  the  cup 


612 HYMN  171. Select. 

o  2  Oh,  bless  the  Saviour,  ye  who  eat, 

With  royal  dainties  fed  ; 
— Not  heaven  affords  a  costlier  treat, 
e       For  JESUS  is  the  bread  ! 
e  3  The  vile,  the  lost — he  calls  to  them  ; 
d      'Ye  trembling  souls,  appear! 
'The  righteous  in  their  own  esteem 

6  Have  no  acceptance  here. 
4  'Approach,  ye  poor,  nor  dare  refuse 

'  The  banquet  spread  for  you  ;' 
e  Dear  Saviour,  this  is  welcome  news  ! 
o       Then  I  may  venture  too. 
— 5  If  guilt  and  sin  afford  a  plea, 

And  may  obtain  a  place ; 
o  Surely  the  Lord  will  welcome  me, 

*And  I  shall  see  his  face.  Ccnvper. 

HYMN  171.  L.  M.  Gloucester,  [b*] 

Christ  crucified.     Sacramental. 

p  1  X\7"HEN,  on  the  cross,  my  Lord  I  see, 
▼  ▼    Bleeding  to  death  for  wretched  me ; 
— Satan  and  sin  no  more  can  move, 

For  I  am  all  transform'd  to  love. 

2  His  thorns  and  nails  pierce  through  my  heart , 

In  every  groan  I  bear  a  part ; 
e  I  view  his  wounds  with  streaming  eyes, 
p  But  see, — he  bows  his  head  and  dies ! 
— 3  Come,  sinners,  view  the  Lamb  of  God, 
a  Wounded,  and  dead,  and  bath'd  in  blood ! 
e  Behold  his  side,  and  venture  near ; 
— The  well  of  endless  life  is  here. 

4  Here  I  forget  my  cares  and  pains  ; 

I  drink,  yet  still  my  thirst  remains ; 

Only  the  fountain-head  above 

Can  satisfy  the  thirst  of  love. 
e  5  Oh  that  I  thus  could  always  feel ! 

Lord,  more  and  more  thy  love  reveal ; 
o  Then  my  glad  tongue  shall  loud  proclaim 

The  grace  and  glory  of  thy  Name. 
o  6  Thy  Name  dispels  my  guilt  and  fear, 

Revives  my  heart,  and  charms  my  ear ; 

Affords  a  balm  for  ev'ry  wound, 
d  And  Satan  trembles  at  the  sound.     Newton. 


Select. HYMN  172,  173. 613 

HYMN  172.  C.  M.  Barby.  [b*] 

Jesus  hasting  to  suffer.     Sacramental. 

e   1   PT1HE  Saviour — what  a  noble  flame 

JL    Was  kindled  in  his  breast, 
— When, hasting  to  Jerusalem, 

He  march'd  before  the  rest ! 
o  2  Good- will  to  men,  and  zeal  for  God, 

His  ev'ry  thought  engross  : 
e  He  longs  to  be  baptiz'd  with  blood ! 

He  pants  to  reach  the  cross ! 
e  3  With  all  his  sufferings  full  in  view, 

And  woes,  to  us  unknown, 
o  Forth  to  the  task  his  spirit  flew — 

'Twas  love  that  urg'd  him  on. 
e  4  Lord,  we  return  thee — what  we  can ! 
o      Our  hearts  shall  sound  abroad, 

Salvation,  to  the  dying  Man, 
g      And  to  the  rising  God  ! 
— 5  And  while  thy  bleeding  glories  here 

Engage  our  wond'ring  eyes ; 
We  learn  our  lighter  cross  to  bear, 
o      And  hasten  to  the  skies.  Cowper. 

HYMN  173.  8,  7  &  4.  Helmsley.  [*] 

It  is  finished.     Sacramental. 

e   1   TJ  ARK !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy 

_1_A  Sounds  aloud  from  Calvary ; 
o  See,  it  rends  the  rocks  asunder — 

Shakes  the  earth,  and  veils  the  sky ! 
d  '  It  is  finished  !'— 

e  Hear  the  Saviour — dying — cry. 
d  2  It  is  finish'd ! — Oh  what  pleasure 

Do  these  precious  words  afford ! 
o  Heavenly  blessings,  without  measure, 

Flow  to  us  from  Christ  the  Lord.  ; 

d  It  is  finish'd  ! 

e  Saints,  the  dying  words  record. 
— 3  Finish'd — all  the  types  and  shadows 
Of  the  ceremonial  law ; 
Finish'd— all  that  God  had  promis'd ; 
Death  and  hell  no  more  shall  awe : 
d  It  is  finish'd  ! 

— Saints,  from  hence  your  comforts  draw. 
10* 


614 HYMN  174,  175.  Select. 

o  4  Ransom'd  ones,  approach  the  table — 
Taste  the  soul  reviving  food  : 
Nothing's  half  so  sweet  and  pleasant, 
As  the  Saviour's  flesh  and  blood, 
d  It  is  linish'd — 

— Christ  has  borne  the  heavy  load. 
o  5  Tune  your  harps  anew,  ye  seraphs, — 

Join  to  sing  the  pleasing  theme ; 
o  All  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven, 
Join  to  praise  Emmanuel's  name ; 

Hallelujah! 
Glory  to  the  bleeding  Lamb !     Burdens  Col. 

HYMN  174.  7s.  Fairfax.  [*b] 

It  is  good  to  be  here.     Sacramental. 

1  "       ET  me  dwell  on  Golgotha, 
a      -L^  Weep — and  love  my  life  away  ! 
e  While  I  see  him  on  the  tree, 
a  WTeep — and  bleed — and  die  for  me  ! 
— 2  That  dear  blood  for  sinners  spilt, 

Shows  my  sin  in  all  its  guilt : 
p  Ah,  my  soul,  behold  the  load ! 
a  Hast  thou  slain  the  Lamb  of  God  ! 
d  3  Hark !  his  dying  word,  *  Forgive, 

1  Father,  let  the  sinner  live  : 

'  Sinner,  wipe  thy  tears  away, 

'I  thy  ransom  freely  pay.' 
— 4  While  I  hear  this  grace  reveal'd, 

And  obtain  a  pardon  seal'd, 

All  my  soft  affections  move, 

Waken'd  by  the  force  of  love. 
d  5  Farewell,  world,  thy  gold  is  dross, 

Now  I  see  the  bleeding  Cross  ; 
— Jesus  died  to  set  me  free, 

From  the  law,  and  sin,  and  thee ! 

6  He  has  dearly  bought  my  soul ; 

Lord,  accept,  and  claim  the  whole  ; 

To  thy  will  I  all  resign, 
e  Now  no  more  my  own,  but  thine.       Neivton. 


H 


HYMN  175.  H.  M.  Bethesda.  [*] 

The  Fountain  of  Life.     Sacra  mental 

AIL,  everlasting  Spring ! 
Celestial  Fountain,  hail ! 


Select. HYMN  176. 615 

Thy  streams  salvation  bring, 
The  waters  never  fail : 
Still  they  endure,  and  still  they  flow, 
For  all  our  wo  a  sovereign  cure. 
o  2  Blest  be  His  wounded  side, 

And  blest  his  bleeding  heart, 
Who  all  in  anguish  dy'd, 
Such  favours  to  impart. 
His  sacred  blood  shall  make  us  clean 
From  ev'ry  sin — and  fit  for  God. 
3  To  that  dear  source  of  love 
—        Our  souls  this  day  would  come  : 
And  thither  from  above, 

Lord,  call  the  nations  home ; 
o  That  Jew  and  Greek,  with  rapt'rous  songs, 
On  all  their  tongues,  thy  praise  may  speak. 

Doddridge. 

HYMN  176.  C.  M.  Christmas.  [*] 

Highway  to  Zion.  Isa.  xxxv,  8 — 10. 

1  CUNG,  ye  redeemed  of  the  Lord, 
k3  Your  great  deliv'rer  sing, 

Pilgrims,  for  Zion's  city  bound, 
Be  joyful  in  your  King. 

2  See  the  fair  way  his  hand  has  rais'd, — 
e       How  holy,  and  how  plain ! 

■ — Nor  shall  the  simplest  trav'Ier  err, 
Nor  ask  the  track  in  vain. 

3  No  ravening  lion  shall  destroy, 
Nor  lurking  serpent  wound  ; 

Pleasure  and  safety,  peace  and  praise, 
Through  all  the  path  are  found. 
o  4  A  hand  Divine  shall  lead  you  on, 
Through  all  the  blissful  road ; 
Till  to  the  sacred  mount  you  rise, 
And  see  your  smiling  God. 
o  5  There,  garlands  of  immortal  joy 
Shall  bloom  on  every  head ; 
While  sorrow,  sighing,  and  distress, 
Like  shadows  all  are  fled, 
g  6  March  on  in  your  Redeemer's  strength ; 
Pursue  his  footsteps  still ; 
And  let  the  prospect  cheer  your  eye, 
While  labouring  up  the  hill.      Doddridge 


6Uj HYMN  177,  178. Select. 

HYMN  177.  8  &  7.  Drummond.  [*] 

Safet ij  and  happiness  of  Zion.  Is.  xxxiii,  20,  21. 

1    ^  LORIOUS  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 
VU*    Zion,  city  of  our  God  ! 
e  He  whose  word  cannot  be  broken, 
Form'd  thee  for  his  own  abode  : 
g  On  the  rock  of  ages  founded — 

What  can  shake  thy  sure  repose? 
With  salvation's  walls  surrounded, 
Thou  may'st  smile  at  all  thy  foes. 
o  2  See  the  streams  of  living  waters, 
Springing  from  eternal  love, 
Well  supply  thy  sons  and  daughters, 
And  all  fear  of  want  remove  : 
e  Who  can  faint,  while  such  a  river 

Ever  flows,  their  thirst  t'  assuage  ? 
— Grace,  which,  like  the  Lord,  the  giver, 
Never  fails,  from  age  to  age. 
3  Round  each  habitation  hovering, 

See  the  cloud  and  fire  appear ! 
For  a  glory  and  a  covering, 

Showing  that  the  Lord  is  near : 
Thus  deriving  from  their  banner, 

Light  by  night,  and  shade  by  day; 
Safe  they  feed  upon  the  manna, 

Which  he  gives  them  when  they  pray.  Newton 


HYMN  178.  L.  M.  Blendon.  [*] 

God,  the  Defence  of  Zion.  Ezek.  xlviii,  35. 

1    AS  birds  their  infant  brood  protect, 
-t\-  And  spread  their  wings  to  shelter  them 

Thus  saith  the  Lord  to  his  elect, 
d  '  So  will  I  guard  Jerusalem.' 
e  2  And  what  then  is  Jerusalem, 

This  darling  object  of  his  care  ? 

Where  is  its  worth  in  God's  esteem  ? 
a  Who  built  it  ? — Who  inhabits  there  ? 
—3  Jehovah  founded  it  in  blood, 

The  blood  of  his  incarnate  Son  ; 

There  dwell  the  saints,  once  foes  to  God, 

The  sinners,  whom  he  calls  his  own. 

4  There,  though  besieg'd  on  every  side, 

Yet  much  belov'd,  and  guarded  veil, 


Select. HYMN  179,  180. 017 

o  From  age  to  age  they  have  defied 

The  utmost  force  of  earth  and  hell. 
e  5  Let  earth  repent,  and  hell  despair, 
o  This  city  has  a  sure  defence  ; 
d  Her  name  is  call'd,  "  The  Lord  is  there ;" 
e  And  who  has  power  to  drive  Him  thence  ? 

Cowper. 

HYMN  179.  8  &  7.  Drummond.  [*] 

Future  Peace  and  Glory  of  Zion.     Isa.  \x,  15,  20. 

1  XX EAR  what  God  the  Lord  hath  spoken, 
e       XL  '  O  my  people,  faint  and  few ; 

Comfortless,  afflicted,  broken, 
o  Fair  abodes  I  build  for  you  : 
— Scenes  of  heartfelt  tribulation 

Shall  no  more  perplex  your  ways : 
d  You  shall  name  your  walls  Salvation, — 
—    And  your  gates  shall  all  be  praise.' 
b  2  There,  like  streams  that  feed  the  garden, 

Pleasures,  without  end,  shall  flow ; 
— For  the  Lord,  your  faith  rewarding, 
All  his  bounty  shall  bestow  : 
Still,  in  undisturb'd  possession, 

Peace  and  righteousness  shall  reign ; 
Never  shall  you  feel  oppression — 

Hear  the  voice  of  war  again. 
3  Ye,  no  more,  your  suns  declining, 
Waning  moons  no  more  shall  see ; 
But,  your  griefs  for  ever  ending, 
Find  eternal  noon  in  me. 
o  God  will  rise,  and,  shining  o'er  you, 

Change  to  day  the  gloom  of  night ; 
g  He,  the  Lord,  will  be  your  glory, 

God,  your  everlasting  light.  Coioper. 

HYMN  180.  L.  M.  Worship,  [b] 

Prayer  for  Zion. 


1  XNDULGENT  Sovereign  of  the  skies 
X  And  wilt  thou  bow  thy  gracious  ear  ? 

While  feeble  mortals  raise  their  cries, 
Wilt  thou,  the  great  Jehovah, hear  ? 

2  How  shall  thy  servants  give  thee  rest, 
Till  Zion's  mouldering  walls  thou  raise  ; 


618 HYMN  181. Select. 

— Till  thy  own  power  shall  stand  confess'd, 

And  make  Jerusalem  a  praise  ? 
e  3  For  this,  a  lowly,  suppliant  crowd 

Here,  in  thy  sacred  temple, wait : 
— For  this  we  lift  our  voices  loud, 

And  call,  and  knock  at  mercy's  gate. 
e  4  Look  down,  O  God,  with  pitying  eye, 

And  view  the  desolations  round  ; 
e  See  what  wide  realms  in  darkness  lie, 
— And  hurl  their  idols  to  the  ground. 
o  5  Loud  let  the  gospel  trumpet  blow, 

And  call  the  nations  from  afar ; 

Let  all  the  Isles  their  Saviour  know, 

And  earth's  remotest  ends  draw  near.    Doddridge. 

HYMN  181.  L.  M.  Blendon.  [b  *] 

Prayer  for  Ziorit,  Increase.  Isa.  li,  9. 

d  1    4  RM  of  the  Lord,  awake,  awake  ! 

IX  Put  on  thy  strength — the  nations  shake  ! 
— And  let  the  world,  adoring,  see 

Triumphs  of  mercy  wrought  by  thee. 

2  Say  to  the  heathen  from  thy  throne 
d  '  I  am  Jehovah — God  alone  !' 
— Thy  voice  their  idols  shall  confound, 

And  cast  their  altars  to  the  ground. 
e  3  No  more  let  human  blood  be  spilt — 

Vain  sacrifice  for  human  guilt ! 

But  to  each  conscience  be  applied 
e  The  blood  that  flow'd  from  Jesus'  side. 
o  4  Arm  of  the  Lord,  thy  power  extend  * 

Let  Mahomet's  impostures  end  ; 

Break  superstition's  Papal  chain, 

And  the  proud  scoffer's  rage  restrain. 
o  5  Let  Zion's  time  of  favour  come  ; 

O  bring  the  tribes  of  Israel  home  : 

And  let  our  wondering  eyes  behold 

Gentiles  and  Jews  in  Christ's  one  fold, 
g  6  Almighty  God,  thy  grace  proclaim, 

In  every  land  of  every  name  ; 

Let  adverse  powers  before  thee  fall, 

And  crown  the  Saviour— Lord  of  all.   Ms.  Col 


Select. HYMN  182,  183. 619 

HYMN  182.  L.  M.  Leeds.  [*] 

Longing  for  the  promised  Spread  of  the  Gospel.  Dan.  ii,  45. 

1    l^i  XERT  thy  power,  thy  rights  maintain, 
e       -E^   Insulted — everlasting  King ! 
— The  influence  of  thy  crown  increase, 

And  strangers  to  thy  footstool  bring. 
e  2  We  long  to  see  that  happy  time, 

That  dear,  expected,  blessed  day ! 
o  When  countless  myriads  of  our  race 

The  second  Adam  shall  obey. 
— 3  The  prophecies  must  be  fulfill'd, 

Though  earth  and  hell  should  dare  oppose ; 

The  Stone  cut  from  the  mountain's  side, 

Though  unobserv'd,  to  empire  grows. 

4  Soon  shall  the  blended  Image  fall, — 
Brass,  silver,  iron,  gold,  and  clay ; 
And  superstition's  gloomy  reign 

To  light  and  liberty  give  way. 

5  In  one  sweet  symphony  of  praise, 
o  Gentile  and  Jew  shall  then  unite  ; 

And  Infidelity,  asham'd, 

Sink  in  th'  abyss  of  endless  night. 

6  Soon  Afric's  long  enslaved  sons 
Shall  join  with  Europe's  polish'd  race, 
To  celebrate,  in  different  tongues, 
The  glories  of  redeeming  grace. 

g  7  From  east  to  west,  from  north  to  south, 
Emmanuel's  kingdom  shall  extend  ; 

— And  every  man,  in  every  face, 

Shall  meet  a  brother  and  a  friend.  Voke. 

HYMN  183.  C.  M.  Mitcham.  [*] 

Prayer  for  the  Success  of  Missions.  Ps.  lxxii,  7,  8. 

1  T    ORD,  send  thy  word,  and  let  it  fly, 
JLi   Arm'd  with  thy  Spirit's  power ; 
o  Ten  thousands  shall  confess  its  sway, 

And  bless  the  saving  hour. 
o  2  Beneath  the  influence  of  thy  grace, 
The  barren  wastes  shall  rise, 
With  sudden  greens,  and  fruits  array'd — 
g      A  blooming  Paradise. 


620 HYMN  184. Select. 

— 3  True  holiness  shall  strike  its  root 

In  each  regen'rate  heart; — 
Shall  in  a  growth  divine  arise, 

And  heavenly  fruits  impart. 
e  4  Peace,  with  her  olives  crown'd,  shall  stretch 

I  ler  wings  from  shore  to  shore  ; 
No  trump  shall  rouse  the  rage  of  war, 

Nor  murd'rous  cannon  roar. 
— 5  Lord,  for  those  days  we  wait — those  days 

Are  in  thy  word  foretold  ; 
o  Fly  swifter,  sun,  and  stars,  and  bring 

This  promis'd  age  of  gold, 
e  6  Amen — with  joy  divine,  let  earth's 

Unnumber'd  myriads  cry : 
g  Amen — with  joy  divine,  let  heaven's 

Unnumber'd  choirs  reply.  Gibbons. 

HYMN  184.  C.  M.  Canterbury.  [*] 

Prayer  for  Missiuna  rics. 

1    f~^  REAT  God,  the  nations  of  the  earth 

V3*~  Are  by  creation  thine  ; 
And  in  thy  works,  by  all  beheld, 

Thy  radiant  glories  shine. 
o  2  But,  Lord,  thy  greater  love  has  sent 

Thy  gospel  to  mankind  ; 
Unveiling  what  rich  stores  of  grace 

Are  treasur'd  in  thy  mind, 
g  3  Lord,  when  shall  these  glad  tidings  spread— 

The  spacious  earth  around  ; 
Till  every  tribe  and  every  soul 

Shall  hear  the  joyful  sound, 
p  4  Oh  when  shall  Afrits  sable  sons 

Enjoy  the  heavenly  word  ? 
And  vassals  long  enslav'd  become 

The  freemen  of  the  Lord  ! 
e  5  When  shall  th'  untutor'd  Heathen  tribes, 

A  dark,  bewilder'd  race, 
Sit  down  at  our  Emmanuel's  feet, 

And  learn  and  see  his  grace  ? 
6  Haste,  sovereign  Mercy,  and  transform 

Their  cruelty  to  loi  e  : 
Soften  the  tiger  to  the  Lamb, 

The  vulture  to  a  dove. 


Select. HYMN  165. 621 

7  Smile,  Lord,  on  each  divine  attempt 
To  spread  the  gospel's  rays ! 
g  And  build,  on  sin's  demolished  throne, 

The  temples  of  thy  praise.  Rippon. 

HYMN  185.   10s.   Walworth.  [*] 

Prayer  for  the  Latter  Day  Glory. 

1  T    ORDofall  worlds,  incline  thy  bounteous  ear, 
-1-^  Thy  children's  voice,  in  tender  mercy,  hear, 

Bear  thy  blest  promise,  fix'd  as  hills,  in  mind, 
And  shed  renewing  grace  on  lost  mankind : 
O  let  thy  Spirit  like  soft  dews  descend  ; — 
Thy  gospel  run  to  earth's  remotest  end. 

2  Let  Zion's  wralls  before  thee  ceaseless  stand, 
Dear  as  thine  eye,  and  graven  on  thy  hand ; 
From  earth's  far  regions  Jacob's  sons  restore, 
Oppress'd  by  man,  and  scourg'd  by  thee,  no  more  ; 
Enrich'd  with  gold,  adorn'd  with  heavenly  grace, 
Truth  their  sole  guide,  and  all  their  pleasure  praise. 

3  Then  Satan's  kingdom  shall  from  earth  retire, 
Dead  forms  dissolve,  and  furious  zeal  expire, 
The  Beast's  fell  throne  shall  darkness  dire  surround, 
Mohammed's  empire  tumble  to  the  ground ; 
The  dreams  of  Infidels  in  smoke  decay, 

And  all  the  foes  of  heaven  shall  fleet  away. 

4  In  barren  wilds  shall  living  waters  spring, 
Fair  temples  rise,  and  songs  of  transport  ring ; 
The  savage  mind  with  sweet  affection  warm, 
And  light  and  love  the  yielding  bosom  charm  : 
From  sin's  oblivions  sleep  the  soul  arise, 

And  grace  and  goodness  shower  from  balmy  skies. 

5  Then  shall  mankind  no  more  in  darkness  mourn; 
Then  happy  nations  in  a  day  be  born  ; 

From  east  to  west  thy  glorious  Name  be  one, 
And  one  pure  worship  hail  th'  eternal  Son : 
Remotest  realms  one  spotless  faith  unite, 
And  o'er  all  regions  beam  the  Gospel's  light. 

6  Then  shall  thy  saints  exult  with  joy  divine  ; 
Their  virtues  quicken,  and  their  lives  refine  ; 
Their  souls  improve,  their  songs  more  grateful  rise, 
And  sweeter  incense  cheer  the  morning  skies  ; 
Heaven  o'er  the  world  unfold  a  brighter  day, 
And  Jesus  spread  his  reign  from  sea  to  sea. 

1 1  Dwight. 


622 HYMN  186,  137.  Select. 

HYMN  186.  C.  M.  Bethlehem.  [*] 

Zion  exalted  abut c  tin    It  l-;i.  ii,  2 — 5. 

1   /^'ER  mountain  tops,  the  mount  of  God, 

V./   In  latter  days,  shall  rise- 
Above  the  summit  of  the  hills, 

And  draw  the  wondering  eyes. 

o  2  To  this  the  joyful  nations  round. 

All  tribes  and  tongues,  shall  How ; 
Up  to  the  mount  of  God,  they  say, 

And  to  his  house  we'll  ga 
3  The  beams  that  shine  from  Zion's  hill 

Shall  lighten  every  land  ; 
The  King  who  reigns  in  Salem's  towers, 

Shall  the  whole  world  command, 
e  4  Among  the  nations  he  shall  judge, 

His  judgments  truth  shall  guide  ; 
o  His  sceptre  shall  protect  the  just, 

And  crush  the  sinner's  pride. 
e  5  No  war  shall  rage,  no  hostile  feuds 

Disturb  those  peaceful  years ; 
— To  ploughshares  men  shall  beat  their  swords, 

To  priming-hooks  their  spears. 
o  6  Come  then,  O  house  of  Jacob,  come, 

And  worship  at  his  shrine ; 
g  And,  walking  in  the  light  of  God, 

With  holy  beauties  shine.    Scotch  Paraphrase. 

HYMN  187.  L.  M.  Castle-Street.  [*] 

Millennium,  fsa.  xi.  5 — 9.  Rev.  xx,  4 — 10. 

1  ~|"    OOK  up,  my  soul,  with  glad  surprise, 
-Li   Towards  the  joyful,  comin'g  day, 

When  Jesus  shall  descend  the  skies, 

And  form  a  bright,  a  glorious  day. 
o  2  Nations  shall  in  a  day  be  born, 

And  swift,  like  doves,  to  Jesus  fly ; 
— The  saints  shall  know  no  clouds  return, 

Nor  sorrows  mingled  with  their  joy. 
b  3  The  lion  and  the  lamb  shall  feed 

Together,  in  his  peaceful  reign ; 
— And  Zion,  blest  with  heavenly  bread, 

Of  pinching  wants  no  more  complain. 


Select. HYMN  188,  189. 623 

4  The  Jew,  the  Greek,  the  bond,  the  free, 

Shall  boast  their  sev'ral  rights  no  more ; 
o  But  join  in  sweetest  harmony, 

Their  Lord,  their  Sovereign,  to  adore. 
— 5  Thus,  till  a  thousand  years  are  pass'd, 

And  Satan  must  be  loos'd  again ; 

Short  is  the  time  his  reign  shall  last, 
a  Ere  he's  confm'd  in  endless  pain, 
o  6  But  the  blest  saints  shall  mount  on  high, 

Where  their  deliv'ring  Prince  is  gone  ; 
s  Angels  at  God's  command  shall  fly, 

To  bless  them  with  a  conqueror's  crown.  Anon. 

HYMN  188.  8  &  7.  Sicilian.  [*] 

Collection  for  the  Spread  of  the  Gospel. 

1   "VITITH  my  substance  I  will  honour 

v  f     My  Redeemer  and  my  Lord  ; 
Were  ten  thousand  worlds  my  manor, 
All  were  nothing  to  his  word. 
o  2  While  the  heralds  of  salvation 
His  abounding  grace  proclaim  ; 
Let  his  friends  of  every  station, 
Gladly  join  to  spread  his  fame. 
— 3  May  his  kingdom  be  promoted  ; 
May  the  world  the  Saviour  know : 
Be  my  all  to  him  devoted  ; 
To  my  Lord  my  all  I  owe. 
o  4  Praise  the  Saviour,  all  ye  nations ; 

Praise  him,  all  ye  hosts  above ; 
s  Shout,  with  joyful  acclamations, 

His  divine — victorious  love.  Francis. 

HYMN  189.  S.  M.  Newton.  [*] 

Charitable  Collection.  1  Chron.  xxix,  14. 

1   npHY  bounties,  gracious  Lord, 

-8-    With  gratitude  we  own  ; 
We  praise  thy  providential  grace, 

That  showers  its  blessings  down, 
o  2      With  joy  the  people  bring 

Their  offerings  round  thy  throne ; 
With  thankful  souls,  behold,  we  pay 
A  tribute  of  thine  own. 
e  3      Accep.  cms  humble  mite, 

Great,  sovereign  Lord  of  all  ; 
Nor  let  our  num'rous,  mingling  sins 
The  sacred  ointment  spoil. 


624 HYMN  190,  191.  Select. 

— 4      Let  the  Redeemer's  blood 
Diffuse  its  virtues  wide : 

Hallow  and  cleanse  our  every  gift, 

And  all  our  lollies  hide. 
e  5       O  may  this  sacrifice 

To  thee,  the  Lord,  ascend, 
— An  odour  of  a  sweet  perfume, 

Presented  by  his  hand, 
o  6      Well  pleas'd  our  God  shall  view 

The  products  of  his  grace  ; 
And,  in  a  plentiful  reward, 

Fulfil  his  promises.  Scott. 

HYMN  190.  C.  M.  Hymn  2d.  [*] 

The  Good  Samaritan.  Luke  x,  30 — 37. 

1  X^ATHER  of  mercies,  send  thy  grace, 

S-     All  powerful  from  above, 
To  form  in  our  obedient  souls 

The  image  of  thy  love. 
b  2  O  may  our  sympathizing  breasts 

That  generous  pleasure  know ; 
Kindly  to  share  in  others'  joy, 

And  weep  for  others'  w7o. 
e  3  When  the  most  helpless  sons  of  grief 

In  low  distress  are  laid ; 
p  Soft  be  our  hearts  their  pains  to  feel, 
o      And  swift  our  hands  to  aid. 
— 4  So  Jesus  look'd  on  dying  men, 

When  thron'd  above  the  skies ; 
And  'midst  the  embraces  of  thy  love, 

He  felt  compassion  rise. 
o  5  On  wings  of  love  the  Saviour  flew, 

To  raise  us  from  the  ground ; 
e  And  gave  the  richest  of  his  blood, 

A  balm  for  every  wound.  Doddridge 

HYMN  191.  C.  M.  Devizes.  [*] 

Nature  and  Fruits  of  Charity. 

1   {}  CHARITY,  thou  heavenly  grace  ! 

V>J   All  tender,  soft  and  kind  ! 
A  friend  to  all  the  human  race, 

To  all  that's  good  inclin'd  ! 


Selec*. HYMN  192. 025 

2  The  man  of  charity  extends 
To  all  his  liberal  hand; 

His  kindred,  neighbours,  foes  and  friends, 
His  pity  may  command. 
e  3  He  aids  the  poor  in  their  distress  ; 
He  hears  when  they  complain ; 
With  tender  heart  delights  to  bless, 

And  lessen  all  their  pain. 
4  The  sick,  the  pris'ner,  poor  and  blind, 

And  all  the  sons  of  grief, 
In  him  a  benefactor  find — 
He  loves  to  give  relief. 
o  5  'Tis  love  that  makes  religion  sweet ; 
'Tis  love  that  makes  us  rise, 
With  willing  minds  and  ardent  feet, 
To  yonder  happy  skies. 
— 6  Then  let  us  all  in  love  abound, 

And  charity  pursue  ; 
o  Thus  shall  we  be  with  glory  crown'd, 
e       And  love  as  angels  do.  Proud. 

HYMN  192.  C.  M.  St.  Ann's.  [*] 

Relieving  Christ  in  his  Members.  Matt,  xxv,  40. 

e  1    XESUS,  my  Lord,  how  rich  thy  grace  ! 
t3    Thy  bounties,  how  complete  ! 
How  shall  1  count  the  matchless  sum  ? 
How  pay  the  mighty  debt  ? 
g  2  High  on  a  throne  of  radiant  light 

Dost  thou  exalted  shine  ; 
e  What  can  my  poverty  bestow — 

WThen  all  the  worlds  are  thine  ? 
— 3  But  thou  hast  brethren  here  below, 
The  partners  of  thy  grace, 
And  wilt  confess  their  humble  names 
Before  thy  Father's  face. 
e  4  In  them  thou  may'st  be  cloth'd  and  fed, 
And  visited  and  cheer'd, 
And  in  their  accents  of  distress, 
My  Saviour's  voice  is  heard. 
— 5  Thy  face  with  rev'rence  and  with  love, 
I,  in  the  poor  would  see ; 
Oh  rather  let  me  beg  my  bread, 
Than  hold  it  back  from  thee.     Doddridge. 
11* 


C2G HYMN  193. Select. 

HYMN  193.  Ski.  [*] 

./  Charity  Hymn. 

1  "       ORD  of  life,  all  praise  excelling, 
-L^   Thou,  in  glory,  unconfin'd, 

Deign'st  to  make  thy  humble  dwelling, 
With  the  poor  of  humble  mind. 

2  As  thy  love  through  all  creation 
Beams,  like  thy  diffusive  light, 

So  the  scorn'd  and  humble  station 
Shrinks  before  thine  equal  sight. 

3  Thus  thy  care,  for  all  providing, 
Warm'd  thy  faithful  prophet's  tongue, 

Who,  the  lot  of  all  deciding, 
To  thy  chosen  Israel  sung  : — 

4  '  When  thy  harvest  yields  thee  pleasure, 

*  Thou  the  golden  sheaf  shalt  bind  ; 
'  To  the  poor  belongs  the  treasure 

'  Of  the  scatter'd  ears  behind.' 

CHORUS. 
1  These  thy  God  ordains  to  bless 
'  The  widow  and  the  fatherless.' 

5  'When  thine  olive  plants,  increasing, 

*  Pour  their  plenty  o'er  thy  plain  ; 

*  Grateful  thou  shalt  take  the  blessing, 
'But  not  search  the  bough  again.' 
Chorus. — '  These,  &c.' 

6  '  When  thy  favoured  vintage,  flowing, 
'Gladdens  thy  autumnal  scene, 

'  Own  the  bounteous  hand  bestowing, 
'  But  thy  vines  the  poor  shall  glean.' 
Chorus. — '  These,  Sec' 

7  Still  we  read  thy  word  declaring 
Mercy,  Lord,  thine  own  decree  ; 

Mercy,  every  sorrow  sharing, 

Warms  the  heart  resembling  thee. 

8  Still  the  orphan  and  the  stranger, 
Still  the  widow  owns  thy  care  ; 

Screened  by  thee  in  every  danger, 
Heard  by  thee  in  every  prayer. 


Select. HYMN  194,  195. 027 

HYMN  194.  L.  M.  Sicilian.  [*] 

Meeting  of  Christian  Friends. 

1  "17"  INDRED  in  Christ,  for  his  dear  sake, 
J-^l.  A  hearty  welcome  here  receive ; 

May  we  together  now  partake 

The  joys  which  only  he  can  give. 
o  2  To  you  and  us  by  grace  is  given, 

To  know  the  Saviour's  precious  name ; 

And  shortly  we  shall  meet  in  heaven, 

Our  hope,  our  way,  our  end  the  same. 
— 3  May  he,  by  whose  kind  care  we  meet, 

Send  his  good  spirit  from  above, 

Make  our  communications  sweet, 

And  cause  our  hearts  to  burn  with  love. 

4  Forgotten  be  each  earthly  theme, 

When  christians  see  each  other  thus ; 
e  We  only  wish  to  speak  of  Hitn, 
a  Who  lived — and  died — and  reigns — for  us. 
e  5  We'll  talk  of  all  he  did  and  said, 

And  surTer'd  for  us  here  below ; 

The  path  he  mark'd  for  us  to  tread, 

And  what  he's  doing  for  us  now. 
— 6  Thus,  as  the  moments  pass  away, 

We'll  love,  and  wonder,  and  adore ; 
o  And  hasten  on  the  glorious  day, 

When  we  shall  meet — to  part  no  more.  Newton. 

HYMN  195.  S.  M.  Bingham.  [*] 

Parting  of  Christian  Friends. 

1  "O  LEST  be  the  tie  that  binds 

JO  Our  hearts  in  christian  love ; 
The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds 
Is  like  to  that  above. 
e  2      Before  our  Father's  throne 
We  pour  our  ardent  prayers ; 
Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are  one, 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 
— 3      We  share  our  mutual  woes, 

Our  mutual  burdens  bear  ; 
e  And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 


62S HYMN  196,  197. Select. 

e  4       When  we  asunder  part, 

It  gives  us  inward  pain  ; 
— But  we  shall  still  bejoin'd  in  heart, 

And  hope  to  meet  again. 
o  5       This  glorious  hope  revives 

Our  courage  by  the  way  ; 
While  each  in  expectation  lives, 

And  longs  to  see  the  day. 
— 6       From  sorrow,  toil,  and  pain, 

And  sin  we  shall  be  free ; 
g  And  perfect  love  and  friendship  reign 

Through  all  eternity.  Fawcett. 

HYMN  196.  C.  M.  Hymn  2d.  St.  Ann's.  [*] 

J  Marriage  Hymn. 

1    CJINCE  Jesus  freely  did  appear, 

^5  To  grace  a  marriage  feast ; 
Dear  Lord,  we  ask  thy  presence  here, 
To  make  a  wedding  guest. 
e  2  Upon  the  bridal  pair  look  down, 
Who  now7  have  plighted  hands  ; 
Their  union  with  thy  favour  crown, 
And  bless  the  nuptial  bands. 
— 3  With  gifts  of  grace  their  hearts  endow, 
Of  all  rich  dowries  best ; 
Their  substance  bless,  and  peace  bestow, 
To  sweeten  all  the  rest. 
e  4  In  purest  love  their  souls  unite, 
That  they,  with  christian  care, 
May  make  domestic  burthens  light, 
By  taking  mutual  share. 
— 5  As  Isaac  and  Rebecca  gave 
A  pattern  chaste  and  kind  ; 
So  may  this  married  couple  live, 
e       And  die  in  friendship  join'd. 

6  And  when  that  solemn  hour  shall  come, 
And  life's  short  space  be  o'er ; 
o  May  they  in  triumph  reach  that  home, 
Where  they  shall  part  no  more. 

HYMN  197.  8  &  7.  Sicilian.  [*] 

A  Marriage  Hymn. 

1  (/^  OME,  thou  condescending  Jesus  ! 
V^   Thou  hast  blest  a  marriage  feast , 


Select. HYMN  198. 629 

Come,  and  with  thy  presence  bless  us ; 

Deign  to  be  an  hononr'd  guest. 
2  Once  at  Cana's  happy  village, 

Thou  didst  heavenly  joy  impart ; 
Though  unseen,  may  thy  blest  image 
Be  inscrib'd  on  ev'ry  heart.) 
e  3  Lord,  we  come  to  ask  thy  blessing 

On  the  happy  pair  to  rest ; 
— May  thy  goodness,  never  ceasing, 
Make  them  now  and  ever  blest. 
4  Thou  canst  change  the  course  of  nature, 
Turning  water  into  wine  ; 
e  But  we  ask  a  greater  favour — 
May  they  be  for  ever  thine. 
— 5  Thine  by  covenant  and  adoption, 
Thine  by  free  and  sovereign  grace ; 
May  they,  in  each  word  and  action, 
Do  thy  will  and  speak  thy  praise. 
6  Gracious  Lord,  from  thy  free  bounty, 

Fill  their  basket  and  their  store ; 
Give  them,  with  their  health  and  plenty, 
Hearts  thy  goodness  to  adore. 
e  7  Often  from  their  happy  dwelling 
May  the  voice  of  prayer  ascend, 
For  thy  mercies  still  increasing, 
To  their  best,  their  kindest  Friend. 
— 8  Through  this  life's  tempestuous  ocean, 
Storms  are  thick  and  dangers  nigh ; 
Oh  may  constant,  pure  devotion 
Guide  them  safe  to  realms  on  high, 
e  9  When  by  death's  cold  hand  divided, 
Which  dissolves  the  tenderest  ties ; 
—By  thy  grace  again  united, 

May  they  in  thy  image  rise. 
o  10  Come,  thou  condescending  Jesus, 
Fill  our  hearts  with  songs  of  praise ; 
Come,  and  with  thy  presence  bless  us, 
Make  us  subjects  of  thy  grace.  Codman. 


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HYMN  198.  L.  M.  Green's.  [*] 

A  Family  Hymn. 

ATHER  of  men,  thy  care  we  bless, 
Which  crowns  our  families  with  peace, 


630  UYMN  199,  200.  Select. 


From  thee  they  sprung,  and  b\  thy  hand 
Their  root  and  branches  are  sustained. 

e  2  To  God,  most  worthy  to  be  prais'd, 

Be  our  domestic  altars  rais'd  : 

W  ho,  Lord  of  Heaven,  scorns  not  to  dwell 

With  saints  in  their  obscurest  cell. 
— 3  To  thee  may  each  united  House, 

Morning  and  night,  present  its  vows ; 

Our  servants  here,  and  rising  race, 

Be  taught  thy  precepts,  and  thy  grace, 
o  4  Oh  may  each  future  age  proclaim 

The  honours  of"  thy  glorious  name  ; 
g  While,  pleas'd  and  thankful,  we  remove 

To  join  the  family  above.  Doddridge. 

HYMN  199.  L.  M.  Portugal.  [*] 

A  Morning  Hymn. 

1     \  WAKE,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun, 
Jl\.  Thy  daily  stage  of  duty  run  ; 

Shake  off  dull  sloth,  and  early  rise, 

To  pay  thy  morning  sacrifice. 
e  2  Lord,  I  my  vows  to  thee  renew ! 

Scatter  my  sins  like  morning  dew  ; 

Guard  my  first  springs  of  thought  and  will, 

And  with  thyself  my  spirit  fill. 
— 3  Direct,  control,  suggest,  this  day, 

All  I  design,  or  do,  or  say ; 

That  all  my  powers,  with  all  their  might, 

In  thy  sole  glory  may  unite. 
o  4  Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow, 

Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below  : 

Praise  him  above,  angelic  host; — 
g  Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost.    Kenn. 

HYMN  200.  7s.  PleyePs.  [*] 

./  Morning  Hymn. 

1  TVTOW  the  shades  of  night  are  gone  ; 
-L^l    Now  the  morning  light  is  come ; 

Lord,  may  we  be  thine  to-day, 
Drive  the  shades  of  sin  away. 

2  Fill  our  souls  with  heavenly  light, 
Banish  doubt,  and  cleanse  our  sight ; 
In  thy  service,  Lord,  to-day, 

Help  us  labour,  help  us  pray. 


Select.  HYMN  201,  202. 631 

3  Keep  our  haughty  passions  bound  ; 
Save  us  from  our  foes  around  ; 
Going  out,  and  coming  in, 

Keep  us  safe  from  every  sin. 

4  When  our  work  of  life  is  past, 

0  receive  us  then  at  last ! 

o  Night  of  sin  will  be  no  more, 

When  we  reach  the  heavenly  shore.  Hart.  Col 

HYMN  201.  L.  M.  Worship.  Sicilian.  [*] 

An  Evening  Hymn. 

1  f~^  LORY  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night, 
^*~  For  all  the  blessings  of  the  light ; 

Keep  me,  O  keep  me,  King  of  kings, 
Beneath  thine  own  Almighty  wings. 

2  Forgive  me,  Lord,  for  thy  dear  Son, 
The  ill  that  I  this  day  have  done ; 
That  with  the  world,  myself  and  thee, 
I,  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 

3  Teach  me  to  live,  that  I  may  dread 
The  grave  as  little  as  my  bed : 
Teach  me  to  die,  that  so  I  may 
Rise,  glorious,  at  the  awful  day. 

4  O  let  my  soul  on  thee  repose, 

And  may  sweet  sleep  my  eyelids  close : 
Sleep  that  shall  me  more  vigorous  make, 
To  serve  my  God,  when  I  awake. 

5  If  in  the  night  I  sleepless  lie, 

My  soul  with  heavenly  thoughts  supply. ; 
Let  no  ill  dreams  disturb  my  rest ; 
No  powers  of  darkness  me  molest. 

6  Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow  ; 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below  ; 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host, 

Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost.     Kenn. 

HYMN  202.  8s.  Bethany.  [*] 

An  Evening  Hymn. 

1  XNSPIRER  and  Hearer  of  Prayer, 

J    Thou  Feeder  and  Guardian  of  thine; 
My  all  to  thy  covenant  care, 
I,  sleeping  or  waking,  resign. 


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632 HYMN  203. Select. 

o  2  If  thou  art  my  shield  and  my  sun, 

The  night  is  no  darkness  to  me ; 

And  fast  as  my  moments  roll  on, 

They  bring  me  but  nearer  to  thee. 
e  3  A  sovereign  Protector  I  have, 

Unseen,  yet  for  ever  at  hand  ; 

Unchangeably  faithful  to  save, 

Almighty  to  rule  and  command. 
— 4  From  evil  secure,  and  its  dread, 

I  rest,  if  my  Saviour  be  nigh  : 

And  songs  his  kind  presence  indeed, 

Shall  in  the  night  season  supply. 
o  5  His  smiles  and  his  comforts  abound, 

His  grace  as  the  dew  shall  descend ; 
o  And  wells  of  salvation  surround 

The  soul  he  delights  to  defend.         Toplady. 

HYMN  203.  C.  M.  Barby.  [*] 

A  Hymn  for  Morning  or  Evening. 

1    /^N  thee,  each  morning,  O  my  God, 

V>r   My  waking  thoughts  attend  ; 
In  whom  are  founded  all  my  hopes, 

In  whom  my  wishes  end. 
e  2  My  soul,  in  pleasing  wonder  lost, 

Thy  boundless  love  surveys  ; 
— And,  fir'd  with  grateful  zeal,  prepares 

The  sacrifice  of  praise. 
e  3  When  evening  slumbers  press  my  eyes, 

With  thy  protection  blest, 
b  In  peace  and  safety  I  commit 

My  weary  limbs  to  rest. 
o  4  My  spirit,  in  thy  hands  secure, 

Fears  no  approaching  ill ; 
For  whether  waking,  or  asleep, 

Thou,  Lord,  art  with  me  still. 
o  5  Then  will  I  daily  to  the  world 

Thy  wondrous  acts  proclaim ; 
Whilst  all  with  me  shall  praise  and  sing. 

And  bless  the  Sacred  Name. 
e  6  At  morn,  at  noon,  at  night  I'll  still 

Thy  growing  work  pursue  ; 
s  And  thee  alone  will  praise,  to  whom 

Eternal  praise  is  due1  Liv.  Col, 


Select. HYMN  204. 633 

HYMN  204.  L.  P.  M.  Devotion.  [*] 

Daily  Duties.  Dependence  and  Enjoyment.  Rom.  xiv,  8. — 
Morning  or  Evening. 

1  "V^THEN,  streaming  from  the  eastern  skies, 

▼  ▼     The  morning  light  salutes  my  eyes, 
O  Sun  of  Righteousness  divine, 
On  me  with  beams  of  mercy  shine  ; 
Chase  the  dark  clouds  of  guilt  away, 
And  turn  my  darkness  into  day. 

2  When,  to  heaven's  great  and  glorious  King, 
My  morning  sacrifice  I  bring ; 

And,  mourning  o'er  my  guilt  and  shame, 
Ask  mercy  in  my  Saviour's  name  : 
Then,  JESUS,  sprinkle  with  thy  blood, 
And  be  my  Advocate  with  God. 

3  As  every  day  thy  mercy  spares 
Will  bring  its  trials  and  its  cares ; 

0  Saviour,  till  my  life  shall  end, 
Be  thou  my  counsellor  and  friend  : 
Teach  me  thy  precepts,  all  divine, 
And  be  thy  great  example  mine. 

4  When  pain  transfixes  every  part, 
And  languor  settles  at  the  heart ; 
When  on  my  bed,  diseas'd,  oppress'd, 

1  turn,  and  sigh,  and  long  for  rest ; 
O  great  Physician !  see  my  grief, 
And  grant  thy  servant  sweet  relief. 

5  Should  poverty's  consuming  blow 
Lay  all  my  worldly  comforts  low  ; 
And  neither  help,  nor  hope  appear, 
My  steps  to  guide,  my  heart  to  cheer ; 
Lord,  pity,  and  supply  my  need, 

For  thou  on  earth  wast  poor  indeed. 

6  Should  Providence  profusely  pour 
Its  various  blessings  in  my  store  ; 

O  keep  me  from  the  ills,  that  wait 
On  such  a  seeming  prosperous  state ; 
From  hurtful  passions  set  me  free, 
And  humbly  may  I  walk  with  thee. 

7  When  each  day's  scenes  and  labours  close, 
And  wearied  nature  seeks  repose, 

With  pard'ning  mercy  richly  bless'd, 
Guard  me,  my  Saviour,  while  I  rest ; 
12 


034 HYMN  205,  206. Select. 

And  as  each  morning  sun  shall  rise, 

0  lead  me  onward  to  the  skies. 

8  And  at  my  life's  last  setting  sun, 
My  conflicts  o'er,  my  labours  done, 
Jesus,  thine  heavenly  radiance  shed, 
To  cheer  and  bless  my  dying  bed  ; 
And  from  death's  gloom  my  spirit  raise, 
'To  see  thy  face,  and  sing  thy  praise.' 

HYMN  205.  C.  M.  Barby.  St.  Ann's.  [*b] 

Religion  the  Our  Thing  vcalful. 

1  XJELIGION  is  the  chief  concern 
JtX  Of  mortals  here  below  ; 

May  1  its  great  importance  learn, 
Its  sovereign  virtue  know. 

2  More  needful  this  than  glitt'ring  wealth, 
Or  aught  the  world  bestows  ; 

Not  reputation,  food,  or  health, 
Can  give  us  such  repose. 

3  Religion  should  our  thoughts  engage 
Amidst  our  youthful  bloom  ; 

Twill  fit  us  for  declining  age, 
And  for  the  awful  tomb. 

4  Oh  may  my  heart,  by  grace  renew'd. 
Be  my  Redeemer's  throne ! 

And  be  my  stubborn  will  subdu'd, 
His  government  to  own. 

5  Let  dee})  repentance,  faith  and  love, 
Be  join'd  with  godly  fear; 

And  all  my  conversation  prove 
My  heart  to  be  sincere. 

6  Preserve  me  from  the  snares  of  sin, 
Through  my  remaining  days; 

And  in  me  let  each  virtue  shine, 
To  my  Redeemer's  praise. 

7  Let  lively  hope  my  soul  inspire  ; 
Let  warm  affections  rise ; 

And  may  I  wait,  with  strong  desire, 

To  mount  above  the  skies.  Fawcett. 


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HYMN  206.  CM.  Devizes.  [*] 

Spring. 

HEN  verdure  clothes  the  fertile  vale, 
And  blossoms  deck  the  spray ; 


Select. HYMN  207. 635 

And  fragrance  breaches  lu  -very  gale, 

How  sweet  the  vernal  day  ! 
e  2  Hark !  how  the  feather'd  warblers  sing ! 
—    'Tis  nature's  cheerful  voice  ; 
e  Soft  music  hails  the  lovely  spring, 
o      And  woods  and  fields  rejoice. 
— 3  How  kind  the  influence  of  the  skies ! 

The  showers,  with  blessings  fraught, 
Bid  virtue,  beauty,  fragrance  rise, 

And  fix  the  roving  thought. 
e  4  Then  let  my  wondering  heart  confess, 

With  gratitude  and  love, 
The  bounteous  Hand  that  deigns  to  bless 

The  garden,  field,  and  grove, 
g  5  That  bounteous  Hand  my  thoughts  adore, 

Beyond  expression  kind, 
Hfcith  better,  nobler  gifts  in  store, 

To  bless  the  craving  mind. 
e  6  O  God  of  nature  and  of  grace, 

Thy  heavenly  gifts  impart ; 
— Then  shall  my  meditation  trace 

Spring,  blooming  in  my  heart, 
o  7  Inspir'd  to  praise,  I  then  shall  join 

Glad  nature's  cheerful  song ; 
s  And  love  and  gratitude  divine 

Attune  my  joyful  tongue.  Steele. 

HYMN  207.  8s.  Uxbridge.  [*] 

Spring. 

1  TT  OW  sweetly,  along  the  gay  mead, 
-in  The  daisies  and  cowslips  are  seen  ! 

The  flocks,  as  they  carelessly  feed, 
Rejoice  in  the  beautiful  green ! 

2  The  vines  that  encircle  the  bowers, 
The  herbage  that  springs  from  the  sod, — 
Trees,  plants,  cooling  fruits,  and  sweet  flowers, 
All  rise  to  the  praise  of  my  God. 

e  3  Shall  man,  the  great  master  of  all, 

The  only  insensible  prove  ? 
d  Forbid  it,  fair  gratitude's  call — 

Forbid  it,  devotion  and  love, 
g  4  The  Lord,  who  such  wonders  can  raise 

And  still  can  destroy  with  a  nod  * 


036 HYMN  208,  209. Select. 

My  lips  shall  incessantly  praise — 
My  soul  shall  rejoice  in  my  God. 

HYMN  208.  C.  M.  Doxulogy.  [*] 

Summer  .  A  Harvest  Hymn. 
1    r¥lO  praise  the  ever  bounteous  Lord, 

J-    My  soul,  wake  all  thy  powers  : 
He  calls — and  at  his  voice  come  forth 
The  smiling  harvest  hours, 
g  2  His  cov'nant  with  the  earth  he  keeps ; 
My  tongue,  his  goodness  sing ; 
Summer  and  winter  know  their  time, 
His  harvest  crowns  the  spring. 
o  3  Well  pleas'd,  the  toiling  swains  behold 
The  waving,  yellow  crop  ; 
With  joy  they  bear  the  sheaves  away, 
And  sow  again  in  hope.  • 

e  4  Thus  teach  me,  gracious  God,  to  sow 
The  seeds  of  righteousness  ; 
Smile  on  my  soul,  and  with  thy  beams, 
The  ripening  harvest  bless. 
o  5  Then  in  the  last  great  harvest,  I 
Shall  reap  a  glorious  crop  ; 
The  harvest  shall  by  far  exceed 

What  I  have  sow'd  in  hope.  Rippon. 

HYMN  209.  C.  M.  Abridge,  [b] 

Prayer  for  Rain. 

1  TVTOW  may  the  Lord  of  earth  and  skies 
-i-^l    Regard  us  when  we  call ; 

'Tis  he  who  bids  the  vapours  rise, 
And  showers  abundant  fall. 

2  On  thee,  our  God,  we  all  depend, 
For  life,  and  health,  and  food : 

Oh  make  refreshing  showers  descend, 
And  crown  the  year  with  good. 

3  The  evil  and  the  just  partake 
These  bounties  of  thy  hand  ; 

Nor  will  a  God  of  love  forsake 
This  long  indulged  land. 

4  Let  grace  come  down,  like  copious  rain, 
On  Zion's  drooping  field  : 

So  shall  our  souls  revive  again, 
And  fruit  abundant  yield. 


Select, HYMN  310,  311. 637 

o  5  Then  smiling  nature  shall  express 
Her  mighty  Maker's  praise  ; 
And  we,  the  children  of  thy  grace, 
Join  her  harmonious  lays.       Burdens  Col. 

HYMN  210.  L.  M.  Psalm  91th.  [*b] 

Autumn. 

1  CJEE  how  brown  autumn  spreads  the  field, 
k3  Mark— how  the  whitening  hills  are  turn'd ! 

Behold  them  to  the  reapers  yield, — 

The  wheat  is  sav'd — the  tares  are  burn'd. 
e  2  Thus  the  great  Judge,  with  glory  crown'd, 

Descends  to  reap  the  ripen'd  earth ; 
g  Angelic  guards  attend  him  down, 

The  same  who  sang  his  humble  birth. 

3  In  sounds  of  glory  hear  him  speak, 

d  '  Go,  search  around  the  flaming  world ; 
'  Haste — call  my  saints  to  rise,  and  take 

*  The  seats  from  which  their  foes  were  hurl'd. 

4  *  Go,  burn  the  chaff  in  endless  fire, 

'  In  flames  unquench'd  consume  each  tare  ; 

*  Sinners  must  feel  my  holy  ire, 

*  And  sink  in  guilt — to  deep  despair.' 

a  5  Thus  ends  the  harvest  of  the  earth : — 
— Angels  obey  the  awful  voice  ; 
d  They  save  the  wheat — they  burn  the  chaff, — 
g  All  heaven  approves  the  sovereign  choice. 

HYMN  311.  C.  M.  Hymn  2d.  [b*] 

Winter. 

1   ^TERN  winter  throws  his  icy  chains, 
^3  Encircling  nature  round  ; 
p  How  bleak,  how  comfortless  the  plains, 

Late  with  gay  verdure  crown'd  ! 
e  2  The  sun  withdraws  his  vital  beams, 
And  light  and  warmth  depart ; 
And  drooping,  lifeless  nature  seems 

An  emblem  of  my  heart. 
3  My  heart,  where  mental  winter  reigns, 
In  night's  dark  mantle  clad ; 
p  Confin'd  in  cold  inactive  chains — 
How  desolate  and  sad ! 
12* 


<33b HYMN  212,  213. Select. 

— 4  Return,  ()  blissful  Sun,  and  bring 
Thy  soul  r«\  i\  log  raj  : 
This  mental  winter  shall  he  spring, 
This  darkness  cheerful  day. 
o  5  Oh  happy  statu — divine  abode, 
Where  spring  eternal  reigns  ; 
And  perfect  day,  the  smile  of  God, 
1  ills  all  the  heavenly  plains, 
g  6  Great  Source  of  light,  thy  beams  display ; 
My  drooping  joys  restore  ; 
And  guide  me  to  the  seats  of  day, 
Where  winters  frown  no  more. 

HYMN  212.  CM.  Canterbury,  [b*] 

Sieiftncss  of  Time.     SYcic  Year. 

1  T>  EMARK,  my  soul,  the  narrow  bound 
XV  Of  the  revolving  year  : 
e  How  swift  the  weeks  complete  their  round  ! 

How  short  the  months  appear. 
d  2  So  fast  eternity  comes  on — 
And  that  important  day, 
When  all  that  mortal  life  hath  done, 
God's  judgment  shall  survey. 
e  3  Yet,  like  an  idle  tale,  we  pass 
The  swift  revolving  year  ; 
And  study  artful  ways  t'  increase 
The  speed  of  its  career. 
— 4  Waken,  O  God,  my  careless  heart, 
Its  great  concerns  to  see ; 
That  I  may  act  the  Christian  part, 
And  give  the  year  to  thee. 
o  5  So  shall  their  course  more  grateful  roll, 
If  future  years  arise  ; 
Or  this  shall  bear  my  waiting  soul 
To  joy  beyond  the  skies.  Doddridge 

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HYMN  213.  L.  M.  Castle-Street.  [*] 

Help  obtained  of  God.     .Yc?r  Year. 

1    /^  REAT  God,  we  sing  that  mighty  hanc^ 

Vx  By  which  supported  still  we  stand ! 
The  opening  year  thy  mercy  shews  ; 
Let  mercy  crown  it  till  it  close. 


Select. HYMN  214. 639 

e  2  By  day,  by  night,  at  home,  abroad, 

Still  we  are  guarded  by  our  God ; 

By  his  incessant  bounty  fed, 

By  his  unerring  counsel  led. 
— 3  With  grateful  hearts  the  past  we  own ; 

The  future — all  to  us  unknown, 

We  to  thy  guardian  care  commit, 

And  peaceful  leave  before  thy  feet. 

4  In  scenes  exalted  or  depress'd, 

Be  thou  our  joy,  and  thou  our  rest ; 

Thy  goodness  all  our  hopes  shall  raise, 

Ador'd  through  all  our  changing  days, 
e  5  When  death  shall  interrupt  our  songs, 

And  seal  in  silence  mortal  tongues, 
g  Our  Helper,  God,  in  whom  we  trust, 

In  better  worlds  our  souls  shall  boast,    moon's  coi. 

HYMN  214.  10  fell.   JVahvorth.  [*] 

Goodness  of  God.     New  Year. 

1  XTOUSE  of  our  God,  with  cheerful  an- 
JlI     thems  ring, 

While  all  our  lips  and  hearts  his  graces  sing ; 

The  opening  year  his  graces  shall  proclaim, 

And  all  its  days  be  vocal  with  his  name ; 
The  Lord  is  good — his  mercy  never  ending ; 
His  blessings  in  perpetual  showers  descending. 

2  The  heaven  of  heavens  he  with  his  bounty  fills ; 
Ye  seraphs  bright,  on  ever  blooming  hills, 
His  honours  sound ;  you  to  whom  good  alone, 
Unmingled,  rver-growing,  has  been  known : 

Through  your  immortal  life,  with  love  increasing, 
Proclaim  your  Maker's  goodness — never  ceasing. 

3  Thou  earth,  enlighten'd  by  his  rays  divine, 
Pregnant  with  grass,  and  corn,  and  oil,  and  wine, 
Crown'd  with  his  goodness,  let  thy  nations  meet, 
And  lay  their  crowns  at  his  paternal  feet ; 

With  grateful  love  that  lib'ral  hand  confessing, 
Which  through  each  heart  diffuses  ev'ry  blessing. 
e  4  Zion,  enrich'd  with  his  distinguished  grace, 
Blest  with  the  rays  of  thine  Emmanuel* s  face-— 
Zion,  Jehovah's  portion  and  delight, 
Grav'n  on  his  hands,  and  hourly  in  his  sight, 
o  In  sacred  strains,  exalt  that  grace  excelling, 
Which  makes  thy  humble  hill  his  chosen  dwelling. 


640 HYMN  215,  216. Select. 

— :>  I  lis  mercy  never  ends— the  (lawn,  the  shade 

Still  see  new  beauties  thro' new  scenes  display'd; 

Succeeding  ages  bless  this  sure  abode, 

And  children  lean  upon  their  lather's  God, 
e  The  deathless  soul  through  its  immense  duration, 

Drinks  from  this  source  immortal  consolation, 
s  6  Burst  into  praise,  my  soul;  all  nature,  join ; 

Angels  and  men,  in  harmony  combine : 
e  While  human  years  are  measured  by  the  sun, 

And  while  Eternity  its  course  shall  run — 
g  His  goodness,  in  perpetual  showers  descending, 

Exalt  in  songs  and  raptures  never  ending. 

Doddridge. 

HYMN  215.  C.  M.  Sunday.  [*] 

Close  of  the  Year. 

1     4  WAKE,  ye  saints,  and  raise  your  eyes, 

Jt\.  And  raise  your  voices  high  ; 
o  Awake,  and  praise  that  sovereign  love, 

That  shews  salvation  nigh. 
— 2  On  all  the  wings  of  time  it  flies, 

Each  moment  brings  it  near ; 
o  Then  welcome,  each  declining  day  ! 

Welcome,  each  closing  year  ! 
— 3  Not  many  years  their  rounds  shall  run, 

Nor  many  mornings  rise, 
Ere  all  its  glories  stand  reveal'd 

To  our  admiring  eyes, 
o  4  Ye  wheels  of  nature  speed  your  course; 
e       Ye  mortal  powers  decay ; 
— Fast  as  ye  bring  the  night  of  death, 
o      Ye  bring  eternal  day.  Doddridge. 

HYMN  216.  L.  M.  Carthage,  [b] 

Importance  of  Time. 

e   1    f~\  TIME,  how  few  thy  value  weigh  : 

V>J   How  few  will  estimate  a  day  ! 
e  Days,  months,  and  years,  are  rolling  on, 
a  The  soul  neglected — and  undone. 
— 2  In  painful  cares,  or  empty  joys, 

Our  life  its  precious  hours  destroys; 

Whilst  deatli  stands  watching  at  our  side, 

Eager  to  stop  the  living  tide. 


Select. HYMN  217. 64J 

e  3  Was  it  for  this,  ye  mortal  race, 

Your  Maker  gave  you  here  a  place  ? 

Was  it  for  this  his  thoughts  design'd 

The  frame  of  your  immortal  mind  ? 
d  4  For  nobler  cares,  for  joys  sublime, 

He  fashion'd  all  the  sons  of  time  ; 

Pilgrims  on  earth  ;  but  soon  to  be — 

The  heirs  of  immortality. 
— 5  This  season  of  your  being,  know, 

Is  given  to  you  your  seeds  to  sow  ; 

Wisdom's  and  folly's  differing  grain, 

In  future  worlds,  is  bliss,  and  pain, 
e  6  Then  let  me  every  day  review, — 

Idle  or  busy,  search  it  through  ; 
— And,  whilst  probation's  minutes  last, 

Let  ev'ry  day  amend  the  past.  Scott. 

HYMN  217.  C.  P.  M.  Pilgrim,  [b] 

Serious  prospect  of  Eternity. 

e  1  T    O  !  on  a  narrow  neck  of  land, 

J-^  'Twixt  two  unbounded  seas  I  stand— 
p      Yet  how  insensible ! 
— A  point  of  time — a  moment's  space — 
o  Removes  me  to  yon  heavenly  place, 
e       Or — shuts  me  up  in  hell ! 
— 2  O  God,  my  inmost  soul  convert, 
And  deeply  in  my  thoughtless  heart  * 

Eternal  things  impress ; 
Give  me  to  feel  their  solemn  weight, 
And  save  me,  ere  it  be  too  late — 
o      Wake  me  to  righteousness. 
— 3  Before  me  place,  in  bright  array, 
The  pomp  of  that  tremendous  day, 

When  thou  with  clouds  shalt  come, 
To  judge  the  nations  at  thy  bar  ; — 
e  And  tell  me,  Lord,  shall  I  be  there, 

To  meet  a  joyful  doom  ? 
— 4  Be  this  my  one  great  business  here, — 
With  holy  trembling,  holy  fear, 

To  make  my  calling  sure ! 
Thine  utmost  counsel  to  fulfil, 
And  suffer  all  thy  righteous  will, 
And  to  the  end  endure  ! 


642 HYMN  218,  219. Select. 

o  5  Then,  Saviour,  then  my  soul  receive, 
Transported  from  this  vale,  to  live 
And  reijiii  with  thee  above  : 
g  Where  faith  is  sweetly  lost  in  sight, 
And  hope,  in  full,  supreme  delight, 

And  everlasting  love.  Ripporfs  Col. 

HYMN  218.  8&7.  Sicilian.  [*] 

Eternity  joyfully  anticipated. 

1  TN  this  world  of  sin  and  sorrow, 

JL  Compass'd  round  with  many  a  care, 
From  eternity  we  borrow 

Hope  that  can  exclude  despair. 

2  Thee,  triumphant  God  and  Saviour, 
In  the  glass  of  faith  we  see  ! 

0  assist  each  faint  endeavour ! 
Raise  our  earth-born  souls  to  thee. 

e  3  Place  that  awful  scene  before  us 

Of  the  last  tremendous  day, — 
— When  to  life  thou  wilt  restore  us : 
o      Lingering  ages,  haste  away ! 
4  When  this  vile  and  sinful  nature 

Incorruption  shall  put  on  : 
— Life  renewing,  glorious  Saviour, 

Let  thy  glorious  will  be  done.  Madarts  Col. 

HYMN  219.  C.  M.  Plymouth,  [b] 

Old  age  approaching. 

1  T^  TERNAL  God,  enthroivd  on  high  ! 
-Ci    Whom  angel  hosts  adore  ; 

Who  yet  to  suppliant  dust  art  nigh, 
Thy  presence  I  implore. 

2  O  guide  me  down  the  steep  of  age, 
And  keep  my  passions  cool : 

Teach  me  to  scan  the  sacred  page, 
And  practise  every  rule. 

3  My  flying  years  time  urges  on, 
What's  human  must  decay  : 

e  My  friends,  my  young  companions  gone — 

Can  I  expect  to  stay  ? 
e  4  Can  I  exemption  plead,  when  death 

Projects  his  awful  dart  ? 


Select. HYMN  220,  221. 543 

Can  med'cines  then  prolong  my  breath, 
Or  virtue  shield  my  heart  ? 
— 5  Ah,  no ! — then  smooth  the  mortal  hour ; 
On  thee  my  hope  depends : 
Support  me  with  almighty  power, 
While  dust  to  dust  descends. 
o  6  Then  shall  my  soul,  O  gracious  God ! 
(While  angels  join  the  lay,) 
Admitted  to  the  blest  abode, 
Its  endless  anthems  pay  : — 
o  7  Through  heaven,  howe'er  remote  the  bound 

Thy  matchless  love  proclaim  ; 
g  And  join  the  choir  of  saints,  who  sound 

Their  great  Redeemer's  name.    Rippon's  Col 

HYMN  220.  C.  M.  Bishopsgate.  [b] 

Warning  to  prepare  for  Death. 

1  T7~AIN  man,  thy  fond  pursuits  forbear— 

▼    Repent ! — thy  end  is  nigh  ! 
Death,  at  the  farthest,  can't  be  far, 
Oh,  think  before  thou  die ! 

2  Reflect — thou  hast  a  soul  to  save  : 
Thy  sins — how  high  they  mount ! 

What  are  thy  hopes  beyond  the  grave  ? 
How  stands  that  dread  account? 

3  Death  enters — and  there's  no  defence  : 
His  time,  there's  none  can  tell : 

He'll  in  a  moment  call  thee  hence, 
To  heaven — or  to  hell ! 

4  Thy  flesh,  perhaps  thy  chiefest  care, 
Shall  crawling  worms  consume  ; 

But,  ah  !  destruction  stops  not  there  ! — 
Sin  kills  beyond  the  tomb. 

5  To-day  the  gospel  calls  ; — to-day, 
Sinners,  it  speaks  to  you  : 

Let  ev'ry  one  forsake  his  way, 

And  mercy  will  ensue.  Hart 

HYMN  221.  C.  M.  Windsor,  [b] 

Death  and  Judgment  appointed  to  all.  Heb.  ix,  27. 

E  AVEN  has  confirm'd  the  dread  decree, 
That  Adam's  race  must  die  : 


H 


644 HYMN  222,  223. Select. 

One  gen'ral  ruin  sweeps  them  down — 
And  low  in  dust  they  lie. 

2  Ye  living  men,  the  tomb  survey, 
Where  you  must  shortly  dwell ; 

e  Hark !  how  the  awful  summons  sounds, 
In  ev'ry  funeral  knell ! 

3  Once  you  must  die — and  once  for  all ; 
The  solemn  purport  weigh  : 

For  know,  that  heaven  or  hell  are  hung 
On  that  important  day  ! 

4  Those  eyes,  so  long  in  darkness  veil'd, 
Must  wake,  the  Judge  to  see  ; 

And  ev'ry  word — and  ev'ry  thought — 

Must  pass  his  scrutiny. 
— 5  Oh  may  I  in  the  Judge  behold 

My  Saviour  and  my  Friend ; 
o  And,  far  beyond  the  reach  of  death, 

With  all  his  saints  ascend.  Doddridge. 

HYMN  222.  L.  M.  Islington.  [*] 

Desiring  to  depart  and  be  with  Christ.  Phil,  i,  23. 

1  "Vl/THILE  on  the  verge  of  life  I  stand, 
▼  ▼    And  view  the  scenes  on  either  hand, 

My  spirit  struggles  with  my  clay ; 

And  longs  to  wing  its  flight  away, 
o  2  Come,  ye  angelic  guardians,  come, 

And  lead  the  willing  pilgrim  home ; 
— Ye  know  the  way  to  Jesus'  throne, 

Source  of  my  joys  and  of  your  own. 
e  3  The  blissful  interview,  how  sweet, 

To  fall  transported  at  his  feet ; — 
o  Rais'd  in  his  arms,  to  view  his  face, 

Through  the  full  beamings  of  his  grace. 
— 4  Yet,  with  these  prospects  full  in  sight, 

I'll  wait  thy  signal  for  my  flight ; 

For,  while  thy  service  I  pursue, 

I  find  my  heaven  begun  below.      Doddridge. 

HYMN  223.  C.  M.  St.  PauVs.  [b*] 

Death  welcomed:  Heaven  anticipated. 

1     \  ND  let  this  feeble  body  fail, 

-ljL  And  let  it  faint  and  die  ; 
My  soul  shall  quit  the  mournful  vale. 

And  soar  to  worlds  on  high  : — 


Select. HYMN  224. 645 

2  Shall  join  the  disembodied  saints, 
And  find  its  long  sought  rest, 

(That  only  bliss  for  which  it  pants,) 

In  the  Redeemer's  breast. 
o  3  In  hope  of  that  immortal  crown, 

I  now  the  cross  sustain ; 
And  gladly  wander  up  and  down, 

And  smile  at  toil  and  pain. 
4  1  suffer  on  my  threescore  years, 

Till  my  Deliv'rer  come, 
And  wipe  away  his  servant's  tears, 

And  take  his  exile  home. 
e  5  Oh,  what  hath  Jesus  bought  for  me ! 

Before  my  ravish'd  eyes, 
Rivers  of  life  divine  I  see, 

And  trees  of  Paradise. 
o  6  I  see  a  world  of  spirits  bright, 

Who  taste  the  pleasures  there ; 
o  They  all  are  rob'd  in  spotless  white, 

And  conquering  palms  they  bear. 
— 7  Oh  what  are  all  my  suff'rings  here, 

If,  Lord,  thou  count  me  meet, 
With  that  enraptur'd  host  t'  appear, 

And  worship  at  thy  feet! 
8  Give  joy  or  grief,  give  ease  or  pain, 

Take  life  and  friends  away ; 
But  let  me  find  them  all  again, 

In  that  eternal  day. 

HYMN  224.  L.  M.  Carthage,  [b  *] 

Death  of  the  Sinner  and  Saint. 

1  \M7"H  AT  scenes  of  horrour  and  of  dread — 

v  T    Await  the  sinner's  dying  bed  ! 
Death's  terrours  all  appear  in  sight, 
Presages  of  eternal  night ! 
e  2  His  sins  in  dreadful  order  rise, 
And  fill  his  soul  with  sad  surprise  ; 
Mount  Sinai's  thunders  stun  his  ears, 
And  not  one  ray  of  hope  appears. 

3  Tormenting  pangs  distract  his  breast ; 
Where'er  he  turns  he  finds  no  rest : 

o  Death  strikes  the  blowT — he  groans  and  cries — 
And,  in  despair  and  horrour — dies. 


646  HYMN  225,  226. Select. 

— 4  Not  so  the  heir  of  heavenly  bliss: 
His  soul  is  lill'd  with  conscious  peace; 
A  steady  faith  subdues  his  fear; 
He  sees  the  happy  Canaan  near. 

b  5  His  mind  is  tranquil  and  serene  ; 
No  terrours  in  his  looks  are  seen; 
His  Saviour's  smile  dispels  the  gloom, 
And  smooths  his  passage  to  the  tomb. 

— 6  Lord,  make  my  faith  and  love  sincere, 
My  judgment  sound,  my  conscience  clear; 
And  when  the  toils  of  life  are  past, 
May  I  be  found  in  peace  at  last.         Fawcett. 

HYMN  225.  C.  M.  St.  Ann's.  [*] 

Infants,  living  or  dying,  in  the  arms  of  Christ. 

1  riiHY  life  I  read,  my  dearest  Lord, 

JL    With  transport  all  divine  ; 
Thine  image  trace  in  ev'ry  word, 
Thy  love  in  ev'ry  line. 

2  With  joy  I  see  a  thousand  charms, 
Spread  o'er  thy  lovely  face, 

While  infants  in  thy  tender  arms, 
Receive  the  smiling  grace. 
d  3  '  I  take  these  little  lambs,'  said  he, 
'  And  lay  them  in  my  breast ; 
'  Protection  they  shall  find  in  me — 
1  In  me  be  ever  blest. 

4  'Death  may  the  bands  of  life  unloose, 
'  But  can't  dissolve  my  love  ; 

'Millions  of  infant  souls  compose 
'The  family  above. 

5  '  Their  feeble  frames  my  power  shall  raise, 
'  And  mould  with  heavenly  skill : 

'  I'll  give  them  tongues  to  sing  my  praise, 

'And  hands  to  do  my  will.' 
o  6  His  words,  ye  happy  parents,  hear, 

And  shout,  with  joys  divine, 
d  '  Dear  Saviour,  all  we  have  and  are, 

'  Shall  be  for  ever  thine.'  Stennet. 


Y 


HYMN  226.  CM.  Canterbury,  [b*] 

On  the  death  of  Child Kn.  Tsa.  iv,  5. 

E  mourning  saints,  whose  streaming  tears 
Flow  o'er  your  children  dead, 


Select. HYMN  327. <W 

Say  not,  in  transports  of  despair, 

That  all  your  hopes  are  fled. 
2  While,  cleaving  to  that  darling  dust, 

In  fond  distress  ye  lie? 
Rise,  and  with  joy,  and  reverence,  view 
A  heavenly  Parent  nigh. 
e  3  Though,  your  young  branches  torn  away, 

Like  wither'd  trunks  ye  stand  ; 
o  With  fairer  verdure  shall  ye  bloom, 
Touch'd  by  the  Almighty's  hand. 
d  4  *  I'll  give  the  mourner,'  saith  the  Lord, 
*  In  my  own  house  a  place  ; 
'  No  name  of  daughters  and  of  sons 

1  Could  yield  so  high  a  grace. 
5  '  Transient  and  vain  is  every  hope 

'  A  rising  race  can  give  ; 
1  In  endless  honour  and  delight, 
'My  children  all  shall  live.' 
— 6  We  welcome,  Lord,  those  rising  tears, 

Through  which  thy  face  we  see ;       [hearts, 

o  And  bless  those  wounds  which,  through  our 

Prepare  a  way  to  thee.  Doddridge. 

HYMN  221.  CM.  Isle  of  Wight.  [*] 

Death  of  a  Young  Person. 

1  XliTHEN  blooming  youth  is  snatch'd  away 

▼  ▼    By  death's  resistless  hand, 
Our  hearts  the  mournful  tribute  pay, 
Which  pity  must  demand. 

2  While  pity  prompts  the  rising  sigh, 
Oh,  may  this  truth,  impress'd 

e  With  awful  power — I  too  must  die — 

Sink  deep  in  every  breast. 
e  3  Let  this  vain  world  engage  no  more : 

Behold  the  gaping  tomb ! 
— It  bids  us  seize  the  present  hour ! 

To-morrow  death  may  come. 
4  The  voice  of  this  alarming  scene 

May  every  heart  obey ; 
Nor  be  the  heavenly  warning  vain, 

Which  calls  to  watch  and  pray. 


648 HYMN  228,  229.  Select. 

o  5  Oli  let  us  By,  to  Jesus  ily, 

Whose  powerful  arm  can  save; 
Then  shall  our  hopes  ascend  on  high, 
And  triumph  o'er  the  grave. 
— 6  Great  God,  thy  sovereign  grace  impart, 
With  cleansing,  healing  power  ; 
This  only  can  prepare  the  heart 

For  death's  surprising  hour.  Steele. 

HYMN  228.  C.  M.  Zion.  [*] 

Death  of  Pious  Friends.  1  Thess.  iv,  13,  14. 

1  rriAKE   comfort,   christians,    when  your 

J-    In  Jesus  fall  asleep  ;  [friends 

Their  better  being  never  ends ; 
Then  why  dejected  weep? 

2  Why  inconsolable,  as  those 
To  whom  no  hope  is  given  ? 

Death  is  the  messenger  of  peace, 

And  calls  the  soul  to  heaven. 
8  As  Jesus  died,  and  rose  again, 

Victorious  from  the  dead  ; 
o  So  his  disciples  rise  and  reign, 

With  their  triumphant  head. 
e  4  The  time  draws  nigh,  when  from  the  clouds 

Christ  shall  with  snouts  descend ; 
g  And  the  last  trumpet's  awful  voice 

The  heavens  and  earth  shall  rend. 
— 5  Then  they  who  live  shall  changed  be, 

And  they  who  sleep  shall  wake ; 
o  The  graves  shall  yield  their  ancient  charge, 

And  earth's  foundation  shake. 
o  6  The  saints  of  God,  from  death  set  free, 

With  joy  shall  mount  on  high  ; 
— The  heavenly  hosts,  with  praises  loud, 

Shall  meet  them  in  the  sky. 
7  A  few  short  years  of  evil  past, 

We  reach  the  happy  shore ; 
o  Where  death-divided  friends,  at  last, 

Shall  meet  to  part  no  more.       Scotch  Par. 

HYMN  229.  C.  M.  67.  PaitPs.  [b*] 

The  Christ  inn's  Furciccll. 

1  ^V^E  iiolden  lamps  of  heaven,  farewell, 

1     With  all  your  feeble  light ; 
Farewell,  thou  ever-changing  moon, 
Pale  empress  of  the  night. 


Select.  HYMN  230. 649 

2  And  thou,  refulgent  orb  of  day, 
In  brighter  flames  array'd  ; 

My  soul  that  springs  beyond  thy  sphere, 
No  more  demands  thy  aid. 

3  Ye  stars  are  but  the  shining  dust 
Of  my  divine  abode  ; 

The  pavement  of  those  heavenly  courts, 

Where  I  shall  see  my  God. 
o  4  The  Father  of  eternal  light 

Shall  there  his  beams  display ; 
Nor  shall  one  moment's  darkness  mix 

With  that  unvaried  day. 
6  No  more  the  drops  of  piercing  grief 

Shall  swell  into  my  eyes ; 
Nor  the  meridian  sun  decline, 

Amidst  those  brighter  skies, 
g  6  There  all  the  millions  of  his  saints 

Shall  in  one  song  unite  ; 
And  each  the  bliss  of  all  shall  view, 

With  infinite  delight.  Doddridge. 

HYMN  230.  8s.  Consolation.  [*] 

Death  Gain  to  a  Believer. 

1  ~FT"OW  blest  is  our  friend — now  bereft 
-H  Of  all  that  could  burden  his  mind ! 

How  easy  his  soul — that  has  left 
This  wearisome  body  behind  ? 
Of  evil  incapable  thou, 
Whose  relics  with  envy  I  see ; 
No  longer  in  misery  now — 
No  longer  a  sinner  like  me. 

2  This  earth  is  affected  no  more 
With  sickness,  or  shaken  with  pain ; 
The  war  with  the  members  is  o'er, 
And  never  shall  vex  him  again. 

No  anger,  henceforward,  nor  shame, 
Shall  redden  his  innocent  clay ; 
Extinct  is  the  animal  flame, 
And  passion  is  vanish 'd  away. 

3  This  languishing  head  is  at  rest ; 
Its  thinking  and  aching  are  o'er ; 
This  quiet,  immoveable  breast, 

Is  heav'd  by  affliction  no  more. 
13* 


650 HYMN  331,  232. Select. 

This  heart  is  no  longer  the  seat 
Of  trouble  and  torturing  pain  ; 
It  ceases  to  flutter  and  beat — 
It  never  shall  flutter  again. 

4  The  lids  he  so  seldom  could  close, 
By  sorrow  forbidden  to  sleep, 
Seal'd  up  in  eternal  repose, 

Have  strangely  forgotten  to  weep. 
The  fountains  can  yield  no  supplies ; 
These  hollows  from  water  are  free ; 
The  tears  are  all  wip'd  from  these  eyes, 
And  evil  they  never  shall  see. 

5  To  mourn  and  to  suffer  is  mine, 
While  bound  in  a  prison  I  breathe, 
And  still  for  deliverance  pine, 
And  press  to  the  issues  of  death. 
What  now  with  my  tears  I  bedew, 
Oh,  shall  I  not  ere  long  become ! 
My  spirit  created  anew — 

My  body  consign'd  to  the  tomb  !     Whitefield. 

~  HYMN  231.  L.  M.  Sicilian,  [b*] 

A  Funeral  Hymn. 

1  TTNVEIL  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb 

vJ    Take  this  new  treasure  to  thy  trust ; 
And  give  these  sacred  relics  room, 
To  seek  a  slumber  in  the  dust. 

2  Nor  pain,  nor  grief,  nor  anxious  fear 
Invade  thy  bounds.     No  mortal  woes 
Can  reach  the  peaceful  sleeper  here, 
While  angels  watch  the  soft  repose. 

e  3  So  Jesus  slept ; — God's  dying  Son 

Pass'd  through  the  grave,  and  blest  the  bed ; 
Rest  here,  blest  saint,  till  from  his  throne 
The  morning  break,  and  pierce  the  shade. 

o  4  Break  from  his  throne,  illustrious  morn ; 
Attend,  O  earth !  his  sovereign  word  ; 

o  Restore  thy  trust  —a  glorious  form — 

Call'd  to  ascend  and  meet  the  Lord.     JVatts. 

HYMN  232.  C.  M.  Sunday.  [*] 

The  Resurrection.  1  Cor.  xv,  5*2 —  - 

HEN  the  last  trumpet's  awful  voice 
This  rending  earth  shall  shake — 


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Select. HYMN  233. 851 

When  op'ning  graves  shall  yield  their  charge, 

And  dust  to  life  awake  ; — 
o  2  Those  bodies,  that  corrupted  fell, 

Shall  incorrupted  rise ; 
And  mortal  forms  shall  spring  to  life, 

Immortal  in  the  skies. 
— 3  Behold,  what  heavenly  prophets  sung, 

Is  now  at  last  fulfill'd — 
o  That  death  should  yield  his  ancient  reign, 

And,  vanquished,  quit  the  field, 
o  4  Let  faith  exalt  her  joyful  voice, 

And  thus  begin  to  sing ; 
d  '  O  grave  !  where  is  thy  triumph  now  ? 

And  where,  O  Death !  thy  sting  ? 

5  '  Thy  sting  was  sin,  and  conscious  guilt ; 
'Twas  this  that  arm'd  thy  dart ; 

The  law  gave  sin  its  strength,  and  force, 
To  pierce  the  sinner's  heart. 

6  '  But  God,  whose  name  be  ever  blest ! 
Disarms  that  foe  we  dread ; 

And  makes  us  eonqu'rors,  when  we  die, 

Through  Christ,  our  living  head.' 
— 7  (Then  steadfast  let  us  still  remain, 

Though  dangers  rise  around  ; 
And  in  the  work  prescrib'd  by  God, 

Yet  more  and  more  abound  : — 
o  8  Assur'd,  that  though  we  labour  now, 

We  labour  not  in  vain  ; 
But,  through  the  grace  of  heaven's  great  Lord, 

Th'  eternal  crown  shall  gain.)    Scotch  Par. 

HYMN  233.  C.  M.  Arundel  [*] 

The  Last  Tempest. 

e  1  ~YM/"HEN  wild  confusion  wrecks  the  air, 
▼  ▼    And  tempests  rend  the  skies ; 
Whilst  blended  ruin,  clouds,  and  fire, 
In  harsh  disorder  rise  ; — 
o  2  Safe  in  my  Saviour's  love  I'll  stand, 

And  strike  a  tuneful  song ; 
d  My  harp  all  trembling  in  my  hand, 
o      And  all  inspir'd  my  tongue. 


652 HYMN  334. Select 

d  3  i  I'll  shout  aloud,  k  Ye  thunders,  roll, 
'  And  shake  the  sullen  sky  ; 
Your  sounding  voice,  from  pole  to  pole, 
1  In  angry  murmurs  try. 

4  *  Let  the  earth  totter  on  her  base, 
'  And  clouds  the  heavens  deform  ; 

*  Blow,  all  ye  winds,  from  every  place, 
'  And  rush  the  final  storm  !' 

5  Come  quickly,  blessed  Hope,  appear — 
Bid  thy  swift  chariot  fly: 

Let  angels  tell  thy  coming  near, 

And  snatch  me  to  the  sky. 
o  6  Around  thy  wheels,  in  the  glad  throng, 

I'd  bear  a  joyful  part ; 
g  All  hallelujah  on  my  tongue — 

All  rapture  in  my  heart.  Bytes 

HYMN  234.  8,  7,  &  4.  Littleton.  [*] 

Christ  coining  to  Judgment. 

IT    O,  he  comes — the  King  of  glory ! 

A-A   With  his  chosen  tribes  to  reign  ; 
Countless  hosts  of  saints  and  angels 

Swell  the  mighty  conqu'ror's  train ; 
Now  in  triumph, 

Sin  and  death  are  captive  led. 
g  2  See  the  rocks  and  mountains  rending — 

All  the  nations  fill'd  with  dread ! 
e  Hark  !  the  trump  of  God — proclaiming 

Through  the  mansions  of  the  dead — 
d  '  Come  to  judgment — 

1  Stand  before  the  Son  of  Man !' 
— 3  Now  behold  the  dead  awaking ; 

Great  and  small  before  him  stand ; 
Not  one  soul  forgot,  or  missing ; 

None  his  orders  countermand  : 
a  All  stand  waiting— 

For  their  last,  decisive  doom ! 
— 4  Hear  the  Chief  among  ten  thousand 

Thus  address  his  faithful  few  ; 
d  *  Come,  ye  blessed  of  my  Father, 

'  Heaven  is  prepared  for  you  ; 
c  I  was  hungry — I  was  thirsty — I  was  naked — 

4  And  ye  minister'd  to  me.' 


Select. HYMN  235. 653 

e  5  But  how  awful  is  the  sentence, — 
d       '  Go  from  me,  ye  cursed  race — 
1  To  that  place  of  endless  torment, 
'  Never  more  to  see  my  face  : 
'  I  was  hungry — I  was  thirsty — I  was  naked — 

'  Ye  to  me  no  mercy  shew'd.' 
— 6  Now  awake,  ye  slumbering  virgins, 

Trim  your  lamps ;  the  bridegroom's  near ; 
Let  your  loins  with  truth  be  girded, 
Signs  proclaim,  he'll  soon  appear : 

Mark !  the  fig-tree, 
Budding,  shows  the  summer's  near. 
o  7  Jesus  save  a  trembling  sinner, 

Though  thy  wrath  o'er  sinners  roll ; 
In  this  general  wreck  of  nature, 
Be  the  refuge  of  my  soul :  [light'nings 

d  Jesus,  save  me !  Jesus,  save  me !  when  the 
Blaze  around  from  pole  to  pole. 

HYMN  235.  8,  7,  &  4.  Helmsley.  [b  *] 

The  Day  of  Judgment. 

e  1  TAAY  of  judgment,  day  of  wonders  ! 
d      JL/  Hark !  the  trumpet's  awful  sound, 
Louder  than  a  thousand  thunders, 

Shakes  the  vast  creation  round ! 
e  How  the  summons 

Will  the  sinner's  heart  confound ! 
g  2  See  the  Judge  our  nature  wearing, 

Cloth'd  in  majesty  divine  ! 
— You  who  long  for  his  appearing, 
d      Then  shall  say,  '  This  GOD  is  mine 
e  Gracious  Saviour, 

Own  me  in  that  day  for  thine  ! 
o  3  At  his  call,  the  dead  awaken, — 

Rise  to  life  from  earth  and  sea ; 
All  the  powers  of  nature,  shaken 

By  his  looks,  prepare  to  flee  : 
p  Careless  sinner, 

What  will  then  become  of  thee  ? 
e  4  Horrours,  past  imagination, 

Will  surprise  your  trembling  heart, 
When  you  hear  your  condemnation, 
d      '  Hence,  accursed  wretch,  depart ! 


054 HYMN  236. Select 

'Thou  with  Satan 

'And  his  angels,  have  thy  parti' 

— 5  But  to  those  who  have  confessed, 

Lov'd  and  serv'd  the  Lord  below  , 
d  He  will  say,  '  Come  near,  ye  blessed, 

4  See  the  kingdom  I  bestow  : 
1  You  for  ever 

'  Shall  my  love  and  glory  know.' 
— 6  Under  sorrows  and  reproaches, 

May  this  thought  our  courage  raise  : 
Swiftly  God's  great  day  approaches — 

Sighs  shall  then  be  chang'd  to  praise : 
o  We  shall  triumph — 

g      When  the  world  is  in  a  blaze  !         Newton. 

HYMN  236.  C.  M.  Mitcham.  [*] 

Te  Deum.     A  General  Hymn  of  Praise. 

1  /^k   GOD,  we  praise  thee,  and  confess, 
V>J   That  thou  the  only  Lord, 

And  everlasting  Father  art, 
By  all  on  earth  ador'd. 

2  To  thee  all  angels  cry  aloud, 
To  thee  the  powers  on  high, 

Both  cherubim,  and  seraphim, 

Continually  do  cry. — 
8  '  O  holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 

1  Whom  heavenly  hosts  obey, 
4  The  world  is  with  the  glory  fill'd 

*  Of  thy  majestic  sway.' 

4  Th'  apostles'  glorious  company, 
And  prophets,  crown'd  with  light, 

With  all  the  martyrs'  noble  host, 
Thy  constant  praise  recite. 

5  The  holy  church,  throughout  the  world, 
O  Lord,  confesses  thee, 

That  thou  eternal  Father  art, 
Of  boundless  majesty  : — 

6  Thy  honour'd,  true,  and  only  Son, 
And  Holy  Ghost,  the  spring 

Of  never  ceasing  joy  ;  O  Christ, 
Of  glory  thou'art  King.  Patrick. 


Select. HYMN  237—239. 655 

HYMN  237.     C.  M.    St.  Ann's.     [*] 

Almighty  Power  and  Majesty  of  God. 

u  1   rpiHE   Lord   our   God   is    clothed    with 
A    The  winds  obey  his  will ;  [might, 

He  speaks,  and  in  his  heavenly  height, 
The  rolling  sun  stands  still. 

2  Rebel,  ye  waves — and  o'er  the  land 
With  threatening  aspect  roar ! 

The  Lord  uplifts  his  awful  hand, 
And  chains  you  to  the  shore. 

3  Howl,  winds  of  night !  your  force  combine ! 
Without  his  high  behest, 

p  Ye  shall  not,  in  the  mountain  pine, 
Disturb  the  sparrow's  nest. 

4  His  voice  sublime  is  heard  afar, 
In  distant  peals  it  dies  ; 

u  He  yokes  the  whirlwinds  to  his  car, 
And  sweeps  the  howling  skies. 

5  Ye  nations,  bend — in  reverence  bend  ; 
Ye  monarchs,  wait  his  nod, 

s  And  bid  the  choral  song  ascend 

To  celebrate  our  God.  H.  K.  White. 

HYMN  238.     C.  M.     Canterbury,     [b] 

The  Fall  and  its  Effects. 

p  1   X¥7"HEN  Adam  sinned,   through   all  his 
▼  ▼     The  dire  contagion  spread  ; —     [racf 
Sickness  and  death,  and  deep  disgrace 
Sprang  from  our  fallen  head. 

2  From  God  and  happiness  we  fly, 
To  earth  and  sense  confined ; 

Lost  in  a  maze  of  misery, 
Yet  to  our  misery  blind. 

3  Corruption  flows  through  all  our  veins, 
Our  moral  beauty's  gone  : 

The  gold  is  fled,  the  dross  remains : 
O  sin,  what  hast  thou  done  ? 

4  Jesus,  reveal  thy  pardoning  grace, 
And  draw  our  souls  to  thee  : 

Thou  art  the  only  hiding-place 

Where  ruined  souls  can  flee.  Beddome. 

HYMN  239.     L.  M.     Ellenthorpe.     [*] 

Justice  glorified  in  the  Display  of  Mercy. 

p  1   /^Hlove!  beyond  conception  great,        S 
V>r   That  formed  the  vast  stupendous  plan  \ 


6o(i  HYMN  240.  Select, 


Where  all  divine  perfections  meet 

To  reconcile  rebellious  man. 
g  2  There  wisdom  shines  in  fullest  blaze, 

And  justice  all  her  right  maintains — 
p  Astonished  angels  stoop  to  gaze, 

While  mercy  o'er  the  guilty  reigns. 

3  Yes,  mercy  reigns,  and  justice  too, 
In  Christ  they  both  harmonious  meet ; 
He  paid  to  justice  all  her  due, 

And  now  he  fills  the  mercy-seat. 

4  Such  are  the  wonders  of  our  God  ; 
And  such  th'  amazing  depths  of  grace, 
To  save  from  wrath's  vindictive  rod 
The  chosen  sons  of  Adam's  race. 

s  5  With  grateful  songs,  then  let  our  souls 
Surround  our  gracious  Father's  throne ; 
And  all  between  the  distant  poles 
His  truth  and  mercy  ever  own.  Tucker. 

HYMN  240.     7's.     Evening  Hymn.     [*] 
p  1  XM^ATCHMAN  !'  tell  us  of  the  night, 
▼  ▼     What  its  signs  of  promise  are. — 
Traveller !  o'er  yon  mountain's  height, 
o       See  that  glory-beaming  star ! — 
p  Watchman  !  does  its  beauteous  ray 
Aught  of  hope  or  joy  foretell  ? — 
o  Traveller  !  yes  ;  it  brings  the  day — 
Promised  day  of  Israel. 
2  Watchman  !  tell  us  of  the  night, 
Higher  yet  that  star  ascends. — 
Traveller  !  blessedness  and  light, 
e       Peace  and  truth  its  course  portends  ! — 
Watchman  !  will  its  beams  alone 

Gild  the  spot  that  gave  them  birth  ? — 
Traveller  !  ages  are  its  own, 
s       See,  it  bursts  o'er  all  the  earth. 
d  3  Watchman  !  tell  us  of  the  night, 
For  the  morning  seems  to  dawn. — 
Traveller !  darkness  takes  its  flight, 

Doubt  and  terror  are  withdrawn. — 
Watchman  !  let  thy  wanderings  cease, 
Hie  thee  to  thy  quiet  home. — 
g  Traveller  !  lo  !  the  Prince  of  Peace, 

Lo  !  the  Son  of  God  is  come.         Bmrring. 


Select. HYMN  241,  242. 657 

HYMN  241.    L.  M.    Atlantic.     [*] 

Star  of  Bethlehem. 

e  1  "^H|7"HEN  marshalled  on  the  nightly  plain, 
▼  T     The  glittering  host  bestud  the  sky ; 

One  star  alone  of  all  the  train, 

Can  fix  the  sinner's  wandering  eye. 
o  2  Hark !  hark !  to  God  the  chorus  breaks, 

From  every  host,  from  every  gem ; 

But  one  alone  the  Saviour  speaks, 

It  is  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 
g  3  Once  on  the  raging  seas  I  rode, 

The  storm  was  loud,  the  night  was  dark, 

The  ocean  yawned — and  rudely  blowed 

The  wind  that  tossed  my  foundering  bark, 
a  4  Deep  horror  then  my  vitals  froze  ; 

Death-struck,  I  ceased  the  tide  to  stem  ; 
s  When  suddenly  a  star  arose, 

It  was  the  star  of  Bethlehem, 
b  5  It  was  my  guide,  my  light,  my  all ; 

It  bade  my  dark  foreboding  cease  ; 

And  through  the  storm  and  danger's  thrall, 

It  led  me  to  the  port  of  peace, 
s  6  Now  safely  moored — my  perils  o'er, 

I'll  sing,  first  in  night's  diadem, 

For  ever  and  for  evermore, 

The  Star ! — the  Star  of  Bethlehem !    h.  k.  mite. 

HYMN  242.     8  &  7.     Sicilian  Hymn.     [*] 

Song  of  the  Angels  at  Bethlehem. 

p  1   TXARK,  what  mean  those  holy  voices, 

-d  Sweetly  sounding  through  the  skies  ? 
s  Lo !  the  angelic  host  rejoices  ; 
Heavenly  hallelujahs  rise. 
2  Listen  to  the  wondrous  story, 
Which  they  chant  in  hymns  of  joy  ; 
s;  "  Glory  in  the  highest,  glory ! 

Glory  be  to  God  most  high." 
b3  "  Peace  on  earth,  good  will  from  heaven, 
Reaching  far  as  man  is  found : 
Souls  redeemed,  and  sins  forgiven  ; — 
n      Loud  our  golden  harps  shall  sound. 
4  "  Christ  is  born,  the  Great  Anointed  ; 

Heaven  and  earth  his  praises  sing ! 
O  receive  whom  God  appointed, 
For  your  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King. 
14 


658 HYMN  243,  244. Select. 

s  5  "  Hasten,  mortals,  to  adore  him; 
Learn  his  name,  and  taste  his  joy ; 
Till  in  heaven  ye  sing  before  him, 

Glory  be  to  God  most  high  ln  Cawood. 

HYMN  243.     C.  M.     Victory.     [*] 

Nativity  of  Christ.     Luke  ii,  14. 

1    "jl/TORTALS,  awake,  with  angels  join, 

i-T-l-  And  chant  the  solemn  lay  : 
.Joy,  love,  and  gratitude,  combine 

To  hail  th'  auspicious  day. 
s  2  ln  heaven  the  rapturous  song  began, 

And  sweet  seraphic  fire 
Through  all  the  shining  legions  ran, 

And  swept  the  sounding  lyre. 

3  The  theme,  the  song,  the  joy  was  new 
To  each  angelic  tongue  : 

Swift  through  the  realms  of  light  it  flew, 
And  loud  the  echo  rung. 

4  Down,  through  the  portals  of  the  sky, 
The  pealing  anthem  ran ; 

And  angels  flew,  with  eager  joy, 
To  bear  the  news  to  man. 

5  Hark  !  the  cherubic  armies  shout, 
And  glory  leads  the  song : 

Peace  and  salvation  swell  the  note 
Of  all  the  heavenly  throng. 

6  With  joy  the  chorus  we  repeat — 
"  Glory  to  God  on  high  !" 

Good  will  and  peace  are  now  complete ; 
Jesus  is  born  to  die.  Medley. 

HYMN  244.    8,  7,  &  4.     Tamworth.    [*] 

Good  Tidings  of  great  Joy  to  all  People. 

o  1     \  NGELS  !  from  the  realms  of  glory, 
-TjL  Wing  your  flight  o'er  all  the  earth ; 
Ye,  who  sang  creation's  story, 
Now  proclaim  Messiah's  birth  : 

Come  and  worship — 
Worship  Christ,  the  new-born  King. 
— 2  Shepherds  !  in  the  field  abiding, 
Watching  o'er  your  flocks  by  night ; 
God  with  man  is  now  residing. 
Yonder  shines  the  infant-light. 
Come,  &c. 


Select.  HYMN  245,  246.  659 

— 3  Sages  !  leave  your  contemplations  ; 
s       Brighter  visions  beam  afar ; 
Seek  the  Great  Desire  of  nations ; 
Ye  have  seen  his  natal  star : 
Come,  &c. 
p  4  Saints !  before  the  altar  bending, 
Watching  long  in  hope  and  fear, 
Suddenly  the  Lord,  descending, 
In  his  temple  shall  appear : 
Comer  &c. 
5  Sinners  !  wrung  with  true  repentance, 

Doomed  for  guilt  to  endless  pains, 
Justice  now  revokes  the  sentence, 
Mercy  calls  you — break  your  chains  : 

Come,  &c.  Montgomery. 

HYMN  245.     P.M.    Mercy.     [*] 

Epiphany. 

s   1  "ORIGHTEST  and  best  of  the  sons  of 
JD     the  morning, 
Dawn  on  our  darkness  and  lend  us  thine  aid : 
Star  of  the  east,  the  horizon  adorning, 
Guide  where  our  Infant  Redeemer  is  laid. 

p  2  Cold  on  his  cradle  the  dew-drops  are  shining, 
Low  lies  his  head  with  the  beasts  of  the  stall ; 
Angels  adore  him  in  slumber  reclining, 

g  Maker,  and  Monarch,  and  Saviour  of  all. 

b  3  Say,  shall  we  yield  him,  in  costly  devotion, 
Odours  of  Edom,  and  offerings  divine, 
Gems  of  the  mountain,  and  pearls  of  the  ocean. 
Myrrh  from  the  forest,  and  gold  from  the  mine  r 
4  Vainly  we  offer  each  ample  oblation, 
Vainly  with  gold  would  his  favour  secure ; 
Richer  by  far  is  the  heart's  adoration, 
Dearer  to  God  are  the  prayers  of  the  poor. 

s  5  Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning, 
Dawn  on  our  darkness,  and  lend  us  thine  aid : 
Star  of  the  east,  the  horizon  adorning, 
Guide  where  our  Infant  Redeemer  is  laid. 

Bishop  Heber. 

HYMN  246.     L.  M.    Boioen.    [*] 

The  Teaching  of  Jesus. 

p  1  TTOW  sweetly  flowed  the  gospel's  sound 
XX  From  lips  of  gentleness  and  grace, 


660 HYMN  247,  248. Select. 

Wheo  listening  thousands  gathered  round, 
g  And  joy  and  reverence  filled  the  place. 

2  From  heaven  he  cam* — of  beaten  he  spoke, 
To  heaven  he  led  his  followers'  way ; 

Dark  clouds  of  gloomy  night  he  broke, 
Unveiling  an  immortal  day. 

3  "  Come,  wanderers,  to  my  Father's  home, 
Come,  all  ye  weary  ones,  and  rest !  " 

Yes  !  sacred  Teacher — we  will  come — 

Obey  thee, — love  thee,  and  be  blest ! 
e  4  Decay,  then,  tenements  of  dust! 

Pillars  of  earthly  pride,  decay  ! 

A  nobler  mansion  waits  the  just, 
s  And  Jesus  has  prepared  the  way.      Bowring 

HYMN  247.     L.  M.     Angels'  Hymn.     [*] 

Transfiguration.     Luke  ix,  23 — 31. 

— 1    f^fcN  Tabor's  top  the  Saviour  stands, 
V>J   His  altered  face  resplendent  shines  : 
And  while  he  elevates  his  hands, 
Lo,  glory  marks  its  gentle  lines. 

2  Two  heavenly  forms  descend  to  wait 
Upon  their  suffering  Prince  below  ; 
But  while  they  worship  at  his  feet, 
They  talk  of  fast-approaching  wo. 

3  Amid  the  lustre  of  the  scene, 
To  Calvary  he  turns  his  eyes, 
And  with  submission,  all  serene, 
He  marks  the  future  tempest  rise. 

o  4  Then  let  us  climb  the  mount  of  prayer, 
Where  all  his  beaming  glories  shine ; 
And  gazing  on  his  brightness  there, 
Our  woes  forget  in  joys  divine. 
5  Oh,  that  on  yonder  heavenly  hills, 
Where  now  the  risen  Saviour  stands, 
e  And  peace,  like  softest  dew,  distils — 
g  I  too  may  elevate  my  hands.  Collyer. 

HYMN  248.     S.  M.     Xonralk.     [b] 

He  beheld  the  City,  and  ic<pt  orcr  it.     Luke  xix,  41. 

p       1   T\ID  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep  ? 
-LJ   And  shall  our  cheeks  be  dry  : 
Let  floods  of  penitential  grief 
Burst  forth  from  every  eye. 


Select. HYMN  249,  250. 661 

2  The  Son  of  God  in  tears, 
Angels  with  wonder  see  ! 

Be  thou  astonished,  O  my  soul ; 
He  shed  those  tears  for  thee. 

3  He  wept,  that  we  might  weep ; 
Each  sin  demands  a  tear  ; 

In  heaven  alone  no  sin  is  found, 

And  there's  no  weeping  there.  Beddome. 

HYMN  249.     L.  M.     Windham,     [b] 

Gethsemane. 

p  1  'FT! IS  midnight — and  on  Olive's  brow, 

A    The  star  is  dimmed  that  lately  shone ; 
'Tis  midnight — in  the  garden  now, 
The  suffering  Saviour  prays  alone. 

2  'Tis  midnight — and  from  all  removed, 
Immanuel  wrestles  lone,  with  fears ; 
E'en  the  disciple  that  he  loved 

Heeds  not  his  Master's  grief  and  tears. 

3  'Tis  midnight — and  for  others'  guilt 
The  man  of  sorrows  weeps  in  blood  ; 
Yet  he  that  hath  in  anguish  knelt, 

Is  not  forsaken  by  his  God. 

4  'Tis  midnight — and  from  ether  plains, 
g  Is  borne  the  song  that  angels  know ; 

Unheard  by  mortals  are  the  strains, 
p  That  sweetly  soothe  the  Saviour's  wo.    TaPPan. 

HYMN  250.     C.  M.     Canterbury,     [b] 

Christ's  Jigony  in  the  Garden.     Matt,  xxvi,  38 — 44. 

p  1  "  ¥\  ARK  was  the  night,  and  cold  the  ground 
JL^   On  which  the  Lord  was  laid  : 
His  sweat  like  drops  of  blood  ran  down, 

In  agony  he  prayed — 
2  "  Father  !  remove  this  bitter  cup, 

If  si3ph  thy  sacred  will ; 
If  not,  content  to  drink  it  up, 
Thy  pleasure  I  fulfill!" 
— 3  Go  to  the  Garden,  sinner  !  see 
Those  precious  drops  that  flow : 
The  heavy  load  he  bore  for  thee — 
For  thee,  he  lies  so  low ! 
— 4  Then  learn  of  him  the  cross  to  bear, 
Thy  Father's  will  obey ; 
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662 HYMN  351,  252.  Select. 

And  when  temptations  press  thee  near, 
Awake,  to  watch  and  pray. 

HYMN  251.     L.  M.    Stonefield.     [*  or  b] 

"Behold  the  Man!" 

e  1  "O  EHOLD  the  Man  !  how  glorious  he  ! 
J3  Before  his  foes  he  stands  unawed, 
And,  without  wrong  or  blasphemy, 
He  claims  equality  with  God. 

2  Behold  the  Man !  by  all  condemned, 
Assaulted  by  a  host  of  foes  ; 

His  person  and  his  claims  contemned, 
A  man  of  sufferings  and  of  woes. 

3  Behold  the  Man  !  He  stands  alone, 
His  foes  are  ready  to  devour ; 

Not  one  of  all  his  friends  will  own 
Their  Master  in  this  trying  hour. 

4  Behold  the  Man  !  He  knew  no  sin, 
Yet  Justice  smites  him  with  her  sword : 
He  bears  the  stroke  that  else  had  been 
The  sinner's  portion  from  the  Lord. 

5  Behold  the  Man !  though  scorned  below, 
He  bears  the  greatest  name  above  ; 

The  angels  at  his  footstool  bow, 
And  all  his  royal  claims  approve. 

Christian  Psalmist. 

HYMN  252.     L.  M.    Brentford.     [*] 

Christ's  Passion. 

1  npHE  morning  dawns  upon  the  place 

JL    Where  Jesus  spent  the  night  in  prayer  ; 
Through  yielding  glooms  behold  his  face, 
Nor  form,  nor  comeliness  is  there. 

2  Last  eve,  by  those  he  called  his  own 
Betrayed,  forsaken  or  denied, 

He  met  his  enemies  alone, 
In  all  their  malice,  rage,  and  pride. 
b  3  Brought  forth  to  judgment,  now  he  stands 
Arraigned,  condemned,  at  Pilate's  bar  ; 
Here  spurned  by  fierce  praetorian  bands. 
There  mocked  by  Herod's  men  of  war 
4  He  bears  their  buffeting  and  scorn, 
Mock-homage  of  the  lip,  the  knee, 
The  purple  robe,  the  crown  of  thorn, 
The  scourge,  the  nail,  th'  accursed  tree. 


Select. HYMN  253—255. 663 

5  Truly  this  was  the  Son  of  God  ! 
Though  in  a  servant's  mean  disguise, 
And  bruised  beneath  the  Father's  rod, 
Not  for  himself, — for  man  he  dies.     Montgomery. 


HYMN  253.     8's  &  7's.     Greenville,     [b] 

Rejoicing  before  the  Cross. 

p  1   CJWEET  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing, 
k3  Which  before  the  cross  I  spend ; 
Life  and  health,  and  peace  possessing, 
From  the  sinner's  dying  Friend. 

2  Truly  blessed  is  this  station, 
Low  before  his  cross  to  lie ; 

While  I  see  divine  compassion 
Beaming  in  his  gracious  eye. 

3  Love  and  grief  my  heart  dividing, 
With  my  tears  his  feet  I'll  bathe  ; 

Constant  still,  in  faith  abiding, 
Life  deriving  from  his  death. 

4  May  I  still  enjoy  this  feeling, 
In  all  need  to  Jesus  go  ; 

Prove  his  wounds  each  day  more  healing, 

And  himself  more  fully  know.       Robinson 
HYMN  254.     7's.     Telemann's  Chant.     [*T 

The  Three  Mountains. 

a  1  "^T¥7"HEN  on  Sinai's  top  I  see 
?»     God  descend  in  majesty, 

To  proclaim  his  holy  law, 
p  All  my  spirit  sinks  with  awe. 
g  2  When  in  ecstasy  sublime, 

Tabor's  glorious  height  I  climb, 

In  the  too  transporting  light, 
p  Darkness  rushes  o'er  my  sight. 
— 3  When  on  Calvary  I  rest, 

God  in  flesh  made  manifest, 
o  Shines  in  my  Redeemer's  face, 

Full  of  beauty,  truth,  and  grace, 
p  4  Here  I  would  for  ever  stay, 

Weep  and  gaze  my  soul  away : 

Thou  art  heaven  on  earth  to  me, 

Lovely,  mournful  Calvary. Montgomery. 

HYMN  255.     C.  M.    Stephens,    [b] 

"  This  do  in  Remembrance  of  Me." 

p  1  TF  human  kindness  meets  return, 
A  And  owns  the  grateful  tie  ; 


6C4 HYMN  25C,  257. Select. 

1/  icnuer  tnougncs  winnn  us  ourn, 
To  feel  a  friend  is  nigh : 

2  O  shall  not  warmer  accents  tell 
The  gratitude1  we  owe 

To  Him  who  died,  our  fears  to  quell, 
Our  more  than  orphan's  wo ! 

3  While  yet  his  anguished  soul  surveyed 
Those  pangs  he  would  not  flee ; 

What  love  his  latest  words  displayed, — 
"  Meet  and  remember  me  !  " 

4  Remember  thee  !  thy  death,  thy  shame, 
Our  sinful  hearts  to  share ! 

O  memory,  leave  no  other  name 

But  his  recorded  there.  Noel. 

HYMN  256.     C.  M.     York.    Mentz.     [b] 

"  This  do  in  Remembrance  of  Me." 

e  1     A   C CORDING  to  thy  gracious  word, 
-t\.  In  meek  humility, 
This  will  I  do,  my  dying  Lord, 
I  will  remember  thee, 
g  2  Thy  body,  broken  for  my  sake, 
My  bread  from  heaven  shall  be ; 
Thy  testamental  cup  I  take, 
And  thus  remember  thee. 
— 3  Gethsemane  can  I  forget  ? 
Or  there  thy  conflict  see, 
Thine  agony  and  bloody  sweat, 
And  not  remember  thee  ? 

4  When  to  the  cross  I  turn  mine  eyes, 
And  rest  on  Calvary, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  my  sacrifice  ! 
I  must  remember  thee  : — 

5  Remember  thee,  and  all  thy  pains 
And  all  thy  love  to  me  : 

Yea,  while  a  breath,  a  pulse  remains, 
Will  I  remember  thee. 

6  And  when  these  failing  lips  grow  dumb, 
And  mind  and  memory  flee, 

When  thou  shalt  in  thy  kingdom  come, 

Jesus,  remember  me. Montgomery. 

~         HYMN  257.     7's.     Sudbury.     [*] 

Resurrection  of  Christ.     Matt,  xxviii,  6. 

s   1   "IVTORNING  breaks  upon  the  tomb, 
JLtjL  Jesus  scatters  all  its  gloom  ; 


Select. HYMN  258,  259 665 

Day  of  triumph  through  the  skies — 
See  the  glorious  Saviour  rise. 
— 2  Christians  !  dry  your  flowing  tears, 
Chase  those  unbelieving  fears  ; 
Look  on  his  deserted  grave ; 
Doubt  no  more  his  power  to  save. 
3  Ye  who  are  of  death  afraid, 
Triumph  in  the  scattered  shade  : 
Drive  your  anxious  cares  away ; 

See  the  place  where  Jesus  lay. Collyer. 

HYMN  258.     L.  M.     Arnheim.     [*] 

The  Ascension.     Acts  i,  9. 

s  1  FTJ  HE  mighty  Conqueror  leaves  the  dead, — 
JL    Jesus  the  Lord  ascends  on  high ; 
The  powers  of  hell  are  captive  led, 
Dragged  to  the  portals  of  the  sky. 

2  There  his  triumphal  chariot  waits, 
And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay : 

"  Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  gates ; 
Ye  everlasting  doors,  give  way. 

3  Loose  all  your  bars  of  massy  light, 
And  wide  unfold  the  radiant  scene ; 
He  claims  these  mansions  as  his  right, 
Receive  the  King  of  Glory  in." 

g  4  "  Who  is  the  King  of  Glory,  who  ?" 
s  "  The  Lord,  that  all  our  foes  o'ercame ; 

The  world,  sin,  death,  and  hell  o'erthrew, 

Jesus  is  the  conqueror's  name." 

5  Lo  !  his  triumphal  chariot  waits, 
.  And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay : 

"  Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  gates ; 

Ye  everlasting  doors,  give  way." 
g  6  "  Who  is  the  King  of  Glory,  who  ?" 
s  "  The  Lord,  of  boundless  power  possessed, 

The  King  of  saints  and  angels  too, 

God  over  all,  for  ever  blessed."       C.  Wesley 

HYMN  259.     H.  M.    Haddam.    [*] 

Christ  the  King  of  Glory. 

s  1    /"^  OD  is  gone  up  on  high, 

VX"  With  a  triumphant  noise  : 
The  anthems  of  the  sky 
Proclaim  th'  angelic  joys  ! 
Join  all  on  earth,  rejoice  and  sing- 
Glory  ascribe  to  Glory's  King. 


666 HYMN  360. Select 

~    auu  in   uic  ncMi  utiOW  . 

For  us  he  reigns  above : 
Let  all  the  nations  know 

The  Saviour's  conquering  love  ! 
Join  all  on  earth,  rejoice  and  sing — 
Glory  ascribe  to  Glory's  King. 

3  All  power  to  our  great  Lord 
Is  by  the  Father  given  : 

By  angel  hosts  adored, 

He  reigns  supreme  in  heaven. 
Join  all  on  earth,  rejoice  and  sing, — 
Glory  ascribe  to  Glory's  King. 

4  Till  all  the  earth  renewed 
In  righteousness  divine, 

With  all  the  hosts  of  God, 
In  one  great  chorus  join, — 
Join  all  on  earth,  rejoice  and  sing — 
Glory  ascribe  to  Glory's  King. 

HYMN  260.     H.  M.    Haddam.     [*]        " 
OME,  every  pious  heart 
That  loves  the  Saviour's  name, 
Your  noblest  power  exert 
To  celebrate  his  fame  ; 
Tell  all  above,  and  all  below, 
The  debt  of  love  to  him  you  owe. 
p  2  He  left  his  starry  crown, 

And  laid  his  robes  aside ; 
On  wings  of  love  came  down, 
a  And  wept,  and  bled,  and  died  : 

What  he  endured,  oh,  who  can  tell ! 
To  save  our  souls  from  death  and  hell. 
s  3  From  the  dark  grave  he  rose, 

The  mansion  of  the  dead  ; 
u  And  thence  his  mighty  foes 

In  glorious  triumph  led  ; 
Up  through  the  sky  the  conqueror  rode, 
And  reigns  on  high  the  Saviour  God. 
e  4  Jesus,  we  ne'er  can  pay 

The  debt  we  owe  thy  love ; 
Yet  tell  us  how  we  may 
Our  gratitude  approve  : 
Our  hearts — our  all — to  thee  we  give  : 
The  gift  though  small,  do  thou  receive. 

Stenrutt. 


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Select. HYMN  261,  262. 667 

HYMN  261.     CM.     Lanesboro\     [b  or  *] 

Fountain.     Zech.  xiii,  1. 

e  1  FTlHERE  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood, 
JL    Drawn  from  ImmanuePs  veins  ; 
And  sinners,  plunged  beneath  that  flood 

Lose  all  their  guilty  stains. 
2  The  dying  thief  rejoiced  to  see 

That  fountain  in  his  day ; 
And  there  may  I,  as  vile  as  he, 
Wash  all  my  sins  away, 
p  3  Dear  dying  Lamb,  thy  precious  blood 
Shall  never  lose  its  power, 
Till  all  the  ransomed  church  of  God 

Be  saved, — to  sin  no  more. 
4  E'er  since,  by  faith  I  saw  the  stream, 

Thy  flowing  wounds  supply, 
Redeeming  love  has  been  my  theme, 
And  shall  be, — till  I  die. 
s  5  Then  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song, 

I'll  sing  thy  power  to  save  ; 
g  When  this  poor,  lisping,  faltering  tongue 

Lies  silent  in  the  grave.  Cowper. 

HYMN  262.     C.  M.     Stephens.     [*] 

The  Atonement  of  Christ. 

1  TN  vain  we  seek  for  peace  with  God 
A  By  methods  of  our  own  : 

Jesus,  there's  nothing  but  thy  blood 
Can  bring  us  near  the  throne. 

2  The  threatenings  of  thy  broken  law 
Impress  our  souls  with  dread : 

If  God  his  sword  of  vengeance  draw, 
It  strikes  our  spirits  dead. 

3  But  thine  illustrious  sacrifice, 
Hath  answered  these  demands, 

And  peace  and  pardon  from  the  skies 
Come  down  by  Jesus'  hands. 

4  Here  all  the  ancient  types  agree, — 
The  altar  and  the  lamb ; 

And  prophets  in  their  visions  see 
Salvation  through  his  name. 

5  'Tis  by  thy  death  we  live,  O  Lord  ; 
^  'Tis  on  thy  cross  we  rest ; 

For  ever  be  thy  love  adored, 
Thy  name  for  ever  blest.    Watts^s  Sermons. 


668 HYMN  263—265. Select. 

HYMN  263.    C.  M.    St.  Ann's.    [*] 

Christ  a  Saviour. 

1   rriHE  Saviour!  oh,  what  endless  charms 

JL    Dwell  in  the  blissful  sound  ! 
Its  influence  every  fear  disarms, 
e       And  spreads  sweet  peace  around, 
d  2  Here  pardon,  life,  and  joys  divine, 
In  rich  effusion  flow. 
For  guilty  rebels,  lost  in  sin, 
And  doomed  to  endless  wo. 

3  Oh,  the  rich  depths  of  love  divine, 
Of  bliss,  a  boundless  store  ! 

Dear  Saviour,  let  me  call  thee  mine  ; 
I  cannot  wish  for  more. 

4  On  thee  alone  my  hope  relies, 
Beneath  thy  cross  I  fall ; 

My  Lord,  my  life,  my  sacrifice, 

My  Saviour,  and  my  all.  Steele. 

HYMN  264.     C.  M.     Peterboro\     [*] 

Christ.  i;  the  Hay,  the  Truth,  and  the  Life."     John  xiv,  6. 

1  rpHOU  art  the  Way— to  thee  alone 

J-    From  sin  and  death  we  flee ; 
And  he,  who  would  the  Father  seek, — 
Must  seek  him,  Lord,  in  thee. 

2  Thou  art  the  Truth — thy  word  alone 
True  wisdom  can  impart ; 

Thou  only  canst  instruct  the  mind, 
And  purify  the  heart. 

3  Thou  art  the  Life — the  rending  tomb 
Proclaims  thy  conquering  arm  ; 

And  those  who  put  their  trust  in  thee 
Nor  death  nor  hell  shall  harm. 

4  Thou  art  the  Way,  the  Truth,  the  Life — 
Grant  us  to  know  that  ^  ay, 

That  Truth  to  keep,  that  Life  to  win, 

Which  lead  to  endless  day. 

HYMN  265.     7s.     Hotham.     [b] 

Christ,  the  Rock  of  Ages. 

p  1  T>  OCK  of  Apes,  cleft  for  me, 
XV  Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee  ; 
Let  the  water  and  the  blood, 
From  thy  wounded  side  which  ilowed, 
Be  of  sin  the  double  cure, 
Save  from  wrath  and  make  me  pure. 


Select. HYMN  266,  267. 669 

— 2  Could  my  tears  for  ever  flow, 

Could  my  zeal  no  languor  know, 

These  for  sin  could  not  atone  ; 

Thou  must  save,  and  thou  alone  : 

In  my  hand  no  price  I  bring, 

Simply  to  thy  cross  I  cling. 
— 3  While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 

When  my  eyes  shall  close  in  death, 

When  I  rise  to  worlds  unknown, 

And  behold  thee  on  thy  throne, 

Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me, 

Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee.         Wesley* s  Col. 

HYMN  266.     C.  M.     Mentz.     [b] 

Christ  our  Example. 

p  1  "OEHOLD  where,  in  a  mortal  form, 
J-J  Appears  each  grace  divine  ! 
The  virtues,  all  in  Jesus  met, 
With  mildest  radiance  shine, 
o  2  To  spread  the  rays  of  heavenly  light, 
To  give  the  mourner  joy, 
To  preach  glad  tidings  to  the  poor, 
Was  his  divine  employ, 
p  3  Lowly  in  heart,  to  all  his  friends 
A  friend  and  servant  found, 
He  washed  their  feet,  he  wiped  their  tears, 
And  healed  each  bleeding  wound. 

4  Midst  keen  reproach  and  cruel  scorn, 
Patient  and  meek  he  stood ; 

His  foes,  ungrateful,  sought  his  life  : 
He  laboured  for  their  good. 

5  In  the  last  hour  of  deep  distress, 
Before  his  Father's  throne, 

With  soul  resigned,  he  bowed,  and  said, 
"  Thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done  !" 

6  Be  Christ  our  pattern  and  our  guide, 
His  image  may  we  bear ! 

Oh  may  we  tread  his  holy  steps, 

o      His  joy  and  glory  share. 

HYMN  267.     7s.     Hotham.     [b]  ] 

Christ  our  Example  in  Suffering. 

p  1   /^  O  to  dark  Gethsemane, 

vT  Ye  who  feel  the  Tempter's  power : 
Your  Redeemer's  conflict  see  ; 
Watch  with  him  one  bitter  hour : 
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670 HYMN  268. Select 

Turn  not  from  his  griefs  away ; 
Learn  from  him  to  watch  and  pray. 

2  See  him  at  the  judgment-hall, 
Beaten,  bound,  reviled,  arraigned : 
See  him  meekly  bearing  all ! 
Love  to  man  his  soul  sustained ! 
Shun  not  suffering,  shame,  or  loss ; 
Learn  of  Christ  to  bear  the  cross. 

3  Calvary's  mournful  mountain  view  ; 
There  the  Lord  of  Glory  see, 

Made  a  sacrifice  for  you, 
Dying  on  th'  accursed  tree  : 
"  It  is  finished,"  hear  him  cry  ; 
Trust  in  Christ  and  learn  to  die. 

4  Early  to  the  tomb  repair, 
Where  they  laid  his  breathless  clay  ; 
Angels  kept  their  vigils  there : 
Who  hath  taken  him  away  ? 

"  Christ  is  risen  !"  he  seeks  the  skies  , 
Saviour  !  teach  us  so  to  rise.         Montgomery 

HYMN  268.     C.  M.     Woodstock,     [b] 

Christ  precious.     1  Pet.  ii,  7. 

p  1  TTOW  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 
J— I-  In  a  believer's  ear  ! 
It  soothes  his  sorrows,  heals  his  wounds, 
And  drives  away  his  fear. 

2  It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole, 
And  calms  the  troubled  breast ; 

'Tis  manna  to  the  hungry  soul, 
And  to  the  weary,  rest. 

3  By  him,  my  prayers  acceptance  gain, 
Although  with  sin  defiled  ; 

Satan  accuses  me  in  vain, 
And  I  am  owned  a  child. 

4  Weak  is  the  effort  of  my  heart, 
And  cold  my  warmest  thought ; 

But  when  I  see  thee,  as  thou  art, 
I'll  praise  thee  as  I  ought. 

5  Till  then,  I  would  thy  love  proclaim, 
With  every  fleeting  breath  : 

And  may  the  music  of  thy  name 

Refresh  my  soul  in  death.  Newton. 


Select. HYMN  269,  270. 67' 

HYMN  269.     H.  M.     Haddam.     [*] 
b       1     FESUS,  harmonious  Name  ! 
<*J    It  charms  the  hosts  abo\e  : 
They  evermore  proclaim 
And  wonder  at  his  love  ; 
'Tis  all  their  happiness  to  gaze  ; 
'Tis  heaven  to  see  our  Jesus'  face. 

2  His  name  the  sinner  hears, 
And  is  from  sin  set  free : 
'Tis  music  in  his  ears, 

s       'Tis  life  and  victory  : 

New  songs  do  now  his  lips  employ, 
And  dances  his  glad  heart  for  joy. 

3  Stung  by  the  monster  sin, 
p      My  poor  expiring  soul 

The  balmy  sound  drinks  in, 

And  is  at  once  made  whole : 
See  there  my  Lord  upon  the  tree ! 
I  hear,  I  feel,  he  died  for  me. 

4  O  unexampled  love  ! 
O  all-redeeming  grace ! 
How  swiftly  didst  thou  move 
To  save  a  fallen  race  ! 

What  shall  I  do  to  make  it  known 
What  thou  for  all  mankind  hast  done  ? 
s       5  O  for  a  trumpet-voice, 

On  all  the  world  to  call ! 

To  bid  their  hearts  rejoice 

In  him  who  died  for  all ! 
For  all  my  Lord  was  crucified : 
For  all,  for  all,  my  Saviour  died.  Wesley' *s  Col. 

HYMN  270.     C.  M.    Abridge,     [*] 

Chief  among  Ten  Thousand  ;  or  the  Excellencies  of  Christ. 

1  "Jl/TAJESTIC  sweetness  sits  enthroned 
-LtJL  Upon  the  Saviour's  brow ; 

His  head  with  radiant  glories  crowned, 
His  lips  with  grace  o'erflow. 

2  To  him  I  owe  my  life  and  breath, 
And  all  the  joys  I  have  : 

o  He  makes  me  triumph  over  death, 
And  saves  me  from  the  grave. 


672 HYMN  271,  272. Select. 

3  To  heaven,  the  place  of  his  abode, 
He  brings  m.\  weary  feet; 

o  Shows  me  the  glories  of  my  God, 
And  makes  my  joys  complete. 

4  Since  from  his  bounty  I  receive 
Such  proofs  of  love  divine, 

Had  I  a  thousand  hearts  to  give, 
Lord,  they  should  all  be  thine. 

HYMN  271.     CM.     St.  Martin's.     [*] 

The  Day  of  Pentecost. 

o  1  T  ET  songs  of  praises  fill  the  sky ! 
-L^  Christ,  our  ascended  Lord, 
Sends  down  his  Spirit  from  on  high, 
According  to  his  word, 
o  2  The  Spirit,  by  his  heavenly  breath, 
New  life  creates  writhin  : 
He  quickens  sinners  from  the  death 
Of  trespasses  and  sin. 

— 3  The  things  of  Christ  the  Spirit  takes, 
And  shows  them  unto  men ; 
The  fallen  soul  his  temple  makes, 
God's  image  stamps  again. 

s  4  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  from  above, 
With  thy  celestial  fire  : 
Come,  and  with  flames  of  zeal  and  love 
Our  hearts  and  tongues  inspire.       Cotterill. 

HYMN  272.    8  &  7.    Sicilian.    [*] 

1   "CTOLY  GHOST  !  dispel  our  sadness, 
JLJL  Pierce  the  clouds  of  nature's  night : 

Come,  thou  source  of  joy  and  gladness, 
Breathe  thy  life  and  spread  th>  light. 

3  2  Hear,  oh !  hear  our  supplication, 
Blessed  Spirit!  God  of  Peace  ! 
Rest  upon  this  congregation, 

With  th'  abundance  of  thy  grace. 

3  Author  of  our  new  creation  ! 

Bid  us  all  thine  influence  prove : 
Make  our  souls  thy  habitation ; 

Shed  abroad  the  Saviour's  love. 

Geo.  Burdens  Col 


Select. HYMN  273—275. 673 

HYMN  273.     S.  M.    Lisbon.     [*] 
o       1  "O  LEST  Comforter  Divine  ! 
J3  Let  rays  of  heavenly  love 
Amidst  our  gloom  and  darkness  shine, 
And  guide  our  souls  above. 

2  Draw,  with  thy  "  still  small  voice," 
From  every  sinful  way  ; 

And  bid  the  mourning  saint  rejoice, 
Though  earthly  joys  decay. 

3  By  thine  inspiring  breath 
Make  every  cloud  of  care, 

And  e'en  the  gloomy  vale  of  death, 
A  smile  of  glory  wear. 

4  Oh  fill  thou  every  heart 
With  love  to  all  our  race ! 

Great  Comforter !  to  us  impart 

These  blessings  of  thy  grace. 

"  HYMN  274.    L.  M.    Alfreton.    [*] 
o  1   /"^OME,  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
Vy  With  light  and  comfort  from  above  ; 
Be  thou  our  Guardian,  thou  our  Guide ; 
O'er  every  thought  and  step  preside. 

2  The  light  of  truth  to  us  display, 

And  make  us  know  and  choose  thy  way : 
Plant  holy  fear  in  every  heart, 
That  we  from  God  may  not  depart. 

3  Lead  us  to  holiness, — the  road 
That  we  must  take  to  dwell  with  God ; 
Lead  us  to  Christ,  the  living  way, 

Nor  let  us  from  his  precepts  stray. 
s  4  Lead  us  to  God,  our  final  rest, 

In  his  enjoyment  to  be  blest ; 

Lead  us  to  heaven,  the  seat  of  bliss, 

Where  pleasure  in  perfection  is.  Browne. 

HYMN  275.     C.  M.    Broomsgrover  [b  or  *J 

To  the  Holy  Spirit. 

e  1  INTERNAL  Spirit!  God  of  truth! 
J-j   Our  contrite  hearts  inspire  ; 
Kindle  the  flame  of  heavenly  love, 
And  feed  the  pure  desire. 
D  2  'Tis  thine  to  soothe  the  sorrowing  mind, 
With  guilt  and  fear  oppressed  ; 
'Tis  thine  to  bid  the  dying  live, 
And  give  the  weary  rest. 
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674 HYMN  276,  277. Select. 

— 3  Subdue  the  power  of  every  sin, 
Whate'er  that  sin  may  be ; 
That  we,  in  singleness  of  heart, 
May  worship  only  thee. 
— 4  Then  with  our  spirits  witness  bear, 
That  we  are  sons  of  God  ; 
Redeemed  from  sin,  and  death,  and  hell, 

Through  Christ's  atoning  blood. 

HYMN  276.     C.  M.    Arundel     [*] 

Value  of  the  Scriptures. 

e  1  TTOW  precious  is  the  book  divine, 

JlI  By  inspiration  given  ! 
o  Bright  as  a  lamp  its  doctrines  shine, 

To  guide  our  souls  to  heaven, 
e  2  It  sweetly  cheers  our  drooping  hearts, 

In  this  dark  vale  of  tears  ; 
o  Life,  light,  and  joy,  it  still  imparts, 

And  quells  our  rising  fears, 
e  3  This  lamp,  through  all  the  tedious  night 
—     Of  life,  shall  guide  our  way, 
o  Till  we  behold  the  clearer  light 

Of  an  eternal  day. Rippon's  Col. 

HYMN  277.     C.  M.     Dundee,     [b  or  *] 

The  Soul. 

e  1  X\THAT  is  the  thing  of  greatest  price, 

V  ▼     The  whole  creation  round  ? 
— That,  which  was  lost  in  paradise, 
That,  which  in  Christ  is  found. 

2  The  soul  of  man, — Jehovah's  breath ! 
That  keeps  two  worlds  at  strife ; 

Hell  moves  beneath  to  work  its  death, 
Heaven  stoops  to  give  it  life. 

3  God,  to  reclaim  it,  did  not  spare 
His  well-beloved  Son ; 

Jesus,  to  save  it,  deigned  to  bear 
The  sins  of  all  in  one. 

4  And  is  this  treasure  borne  below, 
In  earthly  vessels  frail  ? 

Can  none  its  utmost  value  know, 
Till  flesh  and  spirit  fail  ? 

5  Then  let  us  gather  round  the  cross, 
This  knowledge  to  obtain. 

Not  by  the  soul's  eternal  loss, 

But  everlasting  gain.  Montgomery 


Select. HYMN  278—280. 675 

HYMN  278.     L.  M.     Winchelsea.     [*] 

Tlie  Blessings  of  the  New  Covenant. 

1  /^  OD,  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son, 

^J  Makes  his  eternal  counsels  known : 
Where  love  in  all  its  glory  shines, 
And  truth  is  drawn  in  fairest  lines. 

2  Here,  sinners,  of  an  humble  frame, 
May  taste  his  grace,  and  learn  his  name ; 
May  read  in  characters  of  blood, 

The  wisdom,  power,  and  grace  of  God. 

3  The  prisoner  here  may  break  his  chains ; 
The  weary  rest  from  all  his  pains  ; 

The  captive  feel  his  bondage  cease ; 
The  mourner  find  the  way  of  peace. 

4  Here  faith  reveals  to  mortal  eyes 
A  brighter  world  beyond  the  skies  ; 

Here  shines  the  light  which  guides  our  way 
From  earth  to  realms  of  endless  day. 

5  O  grant  us  grace,  Almighty  Lord ! 
To  read  and  mark  thy  holy  word  ; 
Its  truth  with  meekness  to  receive, 

And  by  its  holy  precepts  live.  Beddome 

HYMN  279.     L.  M.    Nazareth,     [b] 

Religion.     Prov.  iv,  7. 

b  1  fllEACH  us,  O  Lord,  the  great  concern, 
J-    To  know  thy  will,  thy  name  to  love  ; 
Our  duty  from  thy  word  to  learn, 
And  gain  the  wisdom  from  above. 

2  Religion  must  be  all  in  all, 
Would  we  th'  immortal  prize  obtain, 
Retrieve  the  ruins  of  the  fall, 

And  'scape  the  death  of  endless  pain. 

3  Send  thy  good  Spirit,  Lord,  we  pray, 
To  sanctify  and  cleanse  our  heart  ; 
May  we  repent,  believe,  obey, 

And  from  thy  service  ne'er  depart.  Lee. 

HYMN  280.     L.  M.     Angels'  Hymn.     [*] 

Value  of  Religion. 

1  T>  ELIGION  bids  all  sin  depart, 

XV  And  folly  flies  her  chastening  rod ; 
She  makes  the  humble,  contrite  heart 
A  temple  of  the  living  God. 


(37G HYMN  281—282. Select. 

e  2  Beyond  the  narrow  vale  of  time, 
Where  bright  celestial  ages  roll, 
To  scenes  eternal,  scenes  sublime, 
She  points  the  way.  and  leads  the  soul. 
S  At  her  approach  the  grave  appears 

p  The  gate  of  paradise  restored  ; 

Her  voice  the  watching  cherub  hears, 
And  drops  his  double  flaming  sword. 
4  Baptized  with  her  renewing  fire, 

g  We  shall  the  crown  of  glory  gain; 
Rise  when  the  hosts  of  heaven  expire, 
And  reign  with  God,  for  ever  reign. 

Montgomery  altered. 

HYMN  281.     C.  M.     Bangor,     [b] 

Frailty  of  Life. 

p  1   X^  EW  are  thy  days,  and  full  of  wo, 
J-     O  man,  of  woman  born  ! 
Thy  doom  is  written — "  Dust  thou  art, 
And  shalt  to  dust  return !" 

2  Determined  are  the  days  that  fly 
Successive  o'er  thy  head  ; 

The  numbered  hour  is  on  the  wing, 
Which  lays  thee  with  the  dead. 

3  Gay  is  thy  morning  :  flattering  hope 
Thy  sprightly  steps  attends; 

But  soon  the  tempest  howls  behind, 
And  the  dark  night  descends ! 

4  Before  its  splendid  hour,  the  cloud 
Comes  o'er  the  beam  of  light ; 

A  pilgrim  in  a  wean  land, 
Man  tarries  but  a  night. 


HYMN  282.     S.  M.     Ohnutz.     [*] 

Uncertainty  of  Life. 

a       1   rjlO-MORROW/  Lord,  is  tnme  ! 
JL    Lodired  in  thy  sovereign  hand  : 
And  if  its  sun  arise  and  shine, 
It  shines  by  thy  command. 

—  2  The  present  moment  flies, 

And  bears  our  life  away  ; 
Oh  make  thy  servants  truly  wise, 
That  they  may  live  to-day. 

—  3  Since  on  this  fleeting  hour 

Eternity  is  hung, 


Select. HYMN  283,  284. 677 

Awaken,  by  thy  mighty  power, 
The  aged  and  the  young. 
—     4  One  thing  demands  our  care — 
Be  that  one  thing  pursued  ; 
Lest,  slighted  once,  the  season  fair 
Should  never  be  renewed, 
b       5  To  Jesus  may  we  fly, 

Swift  as  the  morning  light, 
Lest  life's  young  golden  beams  should  die 
In  sudden,  endless  night. 

Doddridge  altered* 

HYMN  283.     L.  M.    Dresden,     [b] 

Vanity  of  the  World,  and  Happiness  of  Heaven. 

p  1   T~~I~  OW  vain  is  all  beneath  the  skies ! 
_OL  How  transient  every  earthly  bliss ! 
HowT  slender  all  the  fondest  ties, 
That  bind  us  to  a  world  like  this. 

2  The  evening  cloud,  the  morning  dew, 
The  withering  grass,  the  fading  flower, 
Of  earthly  hopes  are  emblems  true — 
The  glory  of  a  passing  hour ! 

3  But,  though  earth's  fairest  blossoms  die, 
And  all  beneath  the  skies  is  vain, 

There  is  a  land  whose  confines  lie 
Beyond  the  reach  of  care  and  pain, 
b  4  Then  let  the  hope  of  joys  to  come 
Dispel  our  cares,  and  chase  our  fears : 
If  God  be  ours,  we're  travelling  home, 
Though  passing  through  a  vale  of  tears. 

HYMN  284.    C.  M.     Tolland.    [*] 

Seek  first  the  Kingdom  of  God. 

s   1  IVTOW  let  a  true  ambition  rise, 
-L^i    And  ardor  fire  our  breast, 
To  reign  in  worlds  above  the  skies, 
In  heavenly  glories  drest. 

2  Behold  Jehovah's  royal  hand 
A  radiant  crown  display, 

Whose  gems  with  vivid  lustre  shine, 
While  stars  and  suns  decay. 

3  Away,  each  grovelling,  anxious  care, 
Beneath  a  Christian's  aim  ; 

We  spring  to  seize  immortal  joys, 
In  our  Redeemer's  name. 


678 HYMN  285,  28C. Select. 

4  Ye  hearts,  with  youthful  vigor  warm, 

The  glorious  prize  pursue; 
Nor  fear  the  want  of  earthly  i:ood, 

While  heaven  is  kept  in  view. 

HYMN  285.     S.  M.    Lisbon.    [*] 

Tit,  us  excluded  from  Heaven. 

e        1    gf^i  AN  sinners  hope  for  heaven, 
Vy    Who  love  this  world  so  well ; 
Or  dream  of  future  happiness* 
While  in  the  road  to  hell? 

2  Shall  they  hosannas  sing, 
With  an  unhallowed  tongue  ; 

Shall  palms  adorn  the  guilty  hand 
Which  does  its  neighbor  wrong  ? 

3  Can  sin's  deceitful  way 
Conduct  to  Zion's  hill ; 

Or  those  expect  with  God  to  reign 


Who  disregard  his  will 


o      4  Thy  grace,  O  God,  alone 
Can  a  good  hope  afford  ! 
The  pardoned  and  renewed  shall  see 
The  glory  of  the  Lord. PraWs  Col. 

HYMN  286.    L.  M.    Munich,    [b] 

The  Value  of  a  Momtnt. 

el     4  T  every  motion  of  our  breath, 

-^*-  Life  trembles  on  the  brink  of  death  ; 
A  taper's  flame  that  upward  turns, 
While  downward  to  the  dust  it  burns. 

2  A  moment  ushered  us  to  birth, 
Heirs  of  the  commonwealth  of  earth  ; 
Moment  by  moment,  years  are  past, 
And  one  ere  long  will  be  our  last. 

3  'Twixt  that,  long-fled,  which  gave  us  light, 
And  that  which  soon  shall  end  in  night, 
There  is  a  point  no  eye  can  see, 

Yet  on  it  hangs  eternity. 

4  This  is  that  moment, — who  shall  tell 
Whether  it  leads  to  heaven  or  hell  ? 
This  is  that  moment, — as  we  choose, 
The  immortal  soul  we  save  or  lose. 

5  Time  past  and  time  to  come  are  not, 
Time  present  is  our  only  lot ; 

O  God,  henceforth  our  hearts  incline 

To  seek  no  other  love  than  thine  !  Montg(mery% 


Select. HYMN  287—289. 679 

HYMN  287.     S.  M.     Olmutz.     [*] 

The  Issues  of  Life  and  Death. 

p       1  f}  WHERE  shall  rest  be  found, 
V^J  Rest  for  the  weary  soul  ? 
'Twere  vain  the  ocean  depths  to  sound, 
Or  pierce  to  either  pole  : 

2  The  world  can  never  give 
The  bliss  for  which  we  sigh ; 

'  Tis  not  the  whole  of  life  to  live, 
Nor  all  of  death  to  die. 

3  Beyond  this  vale  of  tears, 
There  is  a  life  above, 

Unmeasured  by  the  flight  of  years, 
And  all  that  life  is  love  : — 

4  There  is  a  death,  whose  pang 
Outlasts  the  fleeting  breath ; 

Oh  what  eternal  horrors  hang 

Around  "  the  second  death  !" 
g       5  Lord  God  of  truth  and  grace, 

Teach  us  that  death  to  shun, 
Lest  we  be  banished  from  thy  face, 

And  evermore  undone.  Montgomery. 

HYMN  288.     C.  M.    Dundee,     [b] 

Treasuring  up  Wrath. 

e  1  TTNGRATEFULman!  Oh  whence  this 
vJ    Of  long-extended  grace  ?  [scorn 

And  whence  this  madness,  that  insults 

Th'  Almighty  to  his  face  ? 
2  Is  all  the  treasured  wrath  so  small, 

You  labor  still  for  more  ; 
Though  not  eternal  rolling  years 
Can  e'er  exhaust  that  store  ? 
s  3  Swift  will  the  day  of  vengeance  come, 

Which  must  your  sentence  seal ; 
g  And  righteous  judgment,  now  unknown, 

In  all  its  wrath  reveal, 
p  4  Alarmed  and  melted  at  his  voice, 
Your  conquered  heart  shall  bow ; 
g  But,  to  escape  the  vengeance  then, 
Embrace  the  Saviour  now. 


HYMN  289.     H.  M.    Haddam.     [b  or  *] 
1  X^"HEN  frowning  death  appears, 
▼  ▼     And  points  his  fatal  dart, 


680 HYMN  290,  291. Select. 

What  dark  lore  boding  fears 
Distract  the  sinner's  heart ! 


The  dreadful  blow 

No  arm  can  stay, 

2  Now  every  hope  denied, 
Bereft  of  every  good, 
He  must  the  wrath  abide 
Of  an  avenging  God 


But  torn  away 
He  sinks  to  wo. 


Nor  wipe  the  tear 
Of  black  despair. 


No  mercy  there 
Will  greet  his  ear, 

3  Sinners,  awake,  attend, 

And  flee  the  wrath  to  come ; 

Make  Christ,  the  Judge,  your  friend, 

And  heaven  shall  be  your  home. 
His  mercy  nigh,  That  leads  from  death 

Now  points  the  path,  |    To  jovs  on  high.  Lee. 
HYMN  290.     S.  M.    Norwalk.     [b] 

Anticipation  of  the  Judgment. 

1   TTOW  will  my  heart  endure 

XI   The  terrors  of  that  day, 
When  earth  and  heaven,  before  the  Judge, 

Astonished  shrink  away ! 
-     2  But  ere  that  trumpet  shakes 

The  mansions  of  the  dead  ; 
Hark  !  from  the  gospel's  cheering  sound, 

What  joyful  tidings  spread  ! 

3  Ye  sinners,  seek  his  grace, 
Whose  wrath  ye  cannot  bear ; 

Fly  to  the  shelter  of  his  cross, 
And  find  salvation  there. 

4  So  shall  that  curse  remove 
By  which  the  Saviour  bled  ; 

And  the  last  awful  day  shall  pour 

His  blessings  on  our  head.       Doddridge. 
HYMN  291.     S.  M.     Yarmouth,    [b] 

The  Harvest  past. 

1  T  SAW  beyond  the  tomb, 
J-  The  awful  Judge  appear, 

Prepared  to  scan  with  strict  account 
My  blessings  wasted  here. 

2  His  wrath,  like  flaming  fire, 
Burned  to  the  lowest  hell — 

And  in  that  hopeless  world  of  wo 
He  bade  my  spirit  dwell. 


Select. HYMN  292,  293. 68J 

3  Ye  sinners,  fear  the  Lord, 
While  yet  'tis  called  to-day ; 

Soon  will  the  awful  voice  of  death, 
Command  your  souls  away. 

4  Soon  will  the  harvest  close — 
The  summer  soon  be  o'er — 

And  soon  your  injured,  angry  God 

Will  hear  your  prayers  no  more.  Dwight. 

HYMN  292.     L.  M.     Winchelsea.     [b  or  *] 

The  Watchful  Servant.     Luke  xii,  38,  39. 

s   1     \  WAKE,  awake,  each  sluggish  soul ! 
-£V  Awake,  and  view  the  setting  sun ! 

See  how  the  shades  of  death  advance, 

Ere  half  the  task  of  life  is  done, 
e  2  Death !  'tis  an  awful,  solemn  sound ! 

Oh  may  it  wake  the  slumbering  ear ! 

Apace  the  dreadful  conqueror  comes, 

With  all  his  pale  companions  near. 

3  Soon  will  he  close  all  drowsy  eyes, 

Nor  shall  we  hear  these  warnings  more ; 

Soon  will  the  mighty  Judge  approach ; 

E'en  now  he  stands  before  the  door, 
g  4  To-day,  attend  his  gracious  voice ! 

This  is  the  summons  which  he  sends — 

"  Awake  !  for  on  this  passing  hour, 

Thy  long  eternity  depends."       Heginbotham. 

HYMN  293.     L.  M.    Nazareth.     [*  or  b] 

The  Sinner  hastened. 

b  1   TTASTEN,  O  sinner !  to  be  wise, 

-CI  And  stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun  ; 
The  longer  wisdom  you  despise, 
The  harder  is  it  to  be  won. 

2  Oh  hasten,  mercy  to  implore, 
And  stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun ; 
For  fear  thy  season  should  be  o'er, 
Before  this  evening  stage  be  run. 

3  Hasten,  O  sinner !  to  return, 
And  stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun ; 
For  fear  thy  lamp  should  cease  to  burn, 
Before  the  needful  work  is  done. 

4  Hasten,  O  sinner !  to  be  blest, 
And  stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun ; 
For  fear  the  curse  should  thee  arrest, 
Before  the  morrow  is  begun.  Prattfs  Col. 

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682 HYMN  294,  395. Sel cct. 

HYMN  294.    H.  M.    Haddam.    [b] 

"  Yet  there  is  Room."     Luke  xiv,  22. 

e       1  ^V^E  dying  sons  of  men, 

1     Immerged  in  sin  and  wo, 
o      The  gospel's  voice  attend, 
While  Jesus  sends  to  you  : 
Ye  perishing  and  guilty,  come  ; 
In  Jesus'  arms  there  yet  is  room. 
—     2  No  longer  now  delay, 
Nor  vain  excuses  frame  : 
He  bids  you  come  to-day, 
Though  poor,  and  blind,  and  lame : 
All  things  are  ready,  sinner,  come ; 
For  every  trembling  soul  there's  room. 

3  Believe  the  heavenly  word 
His  messengers  proclaim ; 
He  is  a  gracious  Lord, 

And  faithful  is  his  name : 
Backsliding  souls,  return  and  come ; 
Cast  off  despair,  there  yet  is  room. 

4  Compelled  by  bleeding  love, 
Ye  wandering  souls,  draw  near, 
Christ  calls  you  from  above, 
His  charming  accents  hear  ! 

Let  whosoever  will,  now  come  : 

In  mercy's  breast  there  still  is  room.     Boden 

HYMN  295.     C.  M.     Canterbury,     [b  or  *] 

God's  Command  to  all  Men  to  repent.     Luke  xiii,  3. 

e  1  X>  EPENT,  the  voice  celestial  cries, 

XV  No  longer  dare  delay  : 
The  wretch  that  scorns  the  mandate  dies, — 

And  meets  a  fiery  day. 
2  Together  in  his  presence  bow, 

And  all  your  guilt  confess ; 
Accept  the  offered  Saviour  now, 

Nor  trifle  with  the  grace, 
g  3  Bow,  ere  the  awful  trumpet  sound, 

And  call  you  to  his  bar  : 
For  mercy  knows  th'  appointed  bound, 

And  turns  to  vengeance  there, 
p  4  Amazing  love, — that  yet  will  call, 

And  yet  prolong  our  days ! 
Our  hearts  subdued  by  goodness  fall, 

And  weep,  and  love,  and  praise. 


Select. HYMN  296,  297. 683 

HYMN  296.     Chaplin.     Amsterdam,     [b] 

Alarm. 7s  &  6s. 

e       1    CJ  TOP,  poor  sinner  !  stop  and  think, 

*v3  Before  you  farther  go  ! 
Will  you  sport  upon  the  brink 

Of  everlasting  wo  ! 
Once  again  I  charge  you,  stop ! 

For  unless  you  warning  take, 
Ere  you  are  aware,  you  drop 

Into  the  burning  lake  ! 
g       2  Say,  have  you  an  arm  like  God, 

That  you  his  will  oppose  ? 
Fear  you  not  that  iron  rod 

With  which  he  breaks  his  foes  ? 
Can  you  stand  in  that  dread  day 

When  his  judgment  shall  proclaim, 
And  the  earth  shall  melt  away 

Like  wax  before  the  flame  ? 
3  Though  your  heart  be  made  of  steel, 

Your  forehead  lined  with  brass, 
God  at  length  will  make  you  feel ; 

He  will  not  let  you  pass. 
Sinners  then  in  vain  will  call, 

(Though  they  now  despise  his  grace,) 
"  Rocks  and  mountains  on  us  fall, 

And  hide  us  from  his  face."  Newton, 

HYMN  297.     L.  M.     Germany,     [b  or  *] 

"  Renounce  thy  Sins." 

o  1  "T>  ENOUNCE  thy  sins,"  the  gospel  cries, 
-TV  And  pant  t'  embrace  a  fairer  prize  ; 

A  heaven  of  joys  before  thee  waits, 

Then  take  the  road  to  Zion's  gates. 
p  2  "  Renounce  thy  sins,"  the  watchmen  cry, 

Believe — and  you  shall  never  die  ; 
g  Fair  robes  of  glory  wait  above 

For  all  the  heirs  of  bleeding  love. 

3  "  Renounce  thy  sins,"  God's  children  cry, 
Repent — and  soar  to  worlds  on  high, 
Where  streams  of  living  waters  roll, 

And  ceaseless  bliss  absorbs  the  soul. 

4  "  Renounce  thy  sins,"  thy  reason  cries, 
Break  from  your  heart  these  hateful  ties, 
Enlist  a  soldier  of  the  Lamb, 

And  joy  t'  exalt  the  Saviour's  name. 


684 HYMN  298,  299. Srlect. 

HYMN  298.     L.  M.     Bwoen.     [bor*] 

Jesus  <i  (iiit.-t.     Rev.  iii.  :2n. 

e  1  "DKIIOLD  the  Saviour  at  thy  door, 

JO   IJe  gently  knocks,  lias  knocked  before  ; 

Has  waited  long,  is  waiting  still, — 

You  treat  no  other  friend  so  ill. 
a  2  O  lovely  attitude! — he  stands 

With  melting  heart,  and  outstretched  hands ! 

0  matchless  kindness !  and  he  shows 
This  matchless  kindness  to  his  foes. 

b  3  Admit  him  ; — for  the  human  breast, 
Ne'er  entertained  so  kind  a  guest ; 
Admit  him  ; — or  the  hour's  at  hand, 
When  at  his  door  denied  you'll  stand. 

— 4  "  Open  my  heart,  Lord,  enter  in, 
Slay  every  foe,  and  conquer  sin  : 

1  now  to  thee  my  all  resign, 

My  body,  soul,  and  all  are  thine." 

HYMN  299.     Is.     Evening  Hymn,     [b] 

"  Why  will  ye  die?  0  House  of  Israel .'"     Ezek.  xviii,  31. 

e  1   CJINNERS  !  turn— why  will  ye  die  ? 
K3  God,  your  Maker,  asks  you  why  : 

God,  who  did  your  being  give — 

Made  you  with  himself  to  live  : 

He  the  fatal  cause  demands, 

Asks  the  work  of  his  own  hands  : 

Why,  O  thankless  creatures  !  why 

Will  ye  spurn  his  love,  and  die  ? 
o  2  Sinners  !  turn — why  will  ye  die  ? 

God,  your  Saviour,  asks  you  why : 

He  who  his  own  life  did  give, 

That  ye  might  for  ever  live  : 

Will  you  let  him  die  in  vain, 

Crucify  your  Lord  again  ? 

Why,  O  ransomed  sinners,  why 

Will  ye  slight  his  grace,  and  die  ? 
b  3  Sinners  !  turn — why  will  ye  die  ? 

God,  the  Spirit,  asks  you  why : 

He  who  all  your  lives  hath  strove — 

Moved  you  to  embrace  his  love — 

Will  ye  not  his  love  receive  ? 

Will  ye  still  refuse  to  live  ? 

Why,  O  long-sought  sinners,  why 

Will  ye  grieve  your  God  and  die  ?        Wesley 


Select. HYMN  300—302. 685 

HYMN  300.     7s.     Evening  Hymn,     [b  or  *] 
e  1  T   ET  the  beasts  their  breath  resign, 
JLi  Strangers  to  the  life  divine  ; 

Who  their  God  can  never  know, 

Let  their  spirit  downward  go. 
o  You  for  higher  ends  were  born : 

You  may  all  to  God  return : 

Dwell  with  him  above  the  sky : 

Why  will  ye  for  ever  die  ? 
e  2  What  could  your  Redeemer  do, 

More  than  he  hath  done  for  you  ? 

To  procure  your  peace  with  God, 

Could  he  more  than  shed  his  blood  ? 

After  all  his  flow  of  love, 

All  his  drawings  from  above, 

Why  will  ye  your  Lord  deny  ? 

Why  will  ye  for  ever  die  ?  Wesley's  Col. 

HYMN  301.     7s.     Pilgrim,     [b  or  *] 
s  1   CJ INNER!  rouse  thee  from  thy  sleep, 
k5  Wake — and  o'er  thy  folly  weep  ; 
Raise  thy  spirit,  dark  and  dead ; 
Jesus  waits  his  light  to  shed. 

2  Wrake  from  sleep,  arise  from  death, 
See  the  bright  and  living  path : 
Watchful  tread  that  path  ;  be  wise  ; — 
Leave  thy  folly,  seek  the  skies. 

3  Leave  thy  folly,  cease  from  crime, 
From  this  hour  redeem  thy  time  ; 
Life  secure  without  delay, 

Evil  is  the  mortal  day. 

4  Be  not  blind,  and  foolish  still, 
Called  of  Jesus,  learn  his  will : 
Jesus  calls  from  death  and  night, 

Jesus  waits  to  shed  his  light.  Epis.  Col. 

HYMN  302.     S.  M.     St.  Thomas,     [b] 

The  accepted  Time.    2  Cor.  vi,  2. 

1  1VTOW  is  th'  accepted  time, 
-1 1    Now  is  the  day  of  grace  ; 

Now,  sinners,  come  without  delay, 
And  seek  the  Saviour's  face. 

2  Now  is  th'  accepted  time, 
The  Saviour  calls  to-day ; 

1«* 


686 HYMN  303. Select. 

To-morrow  it  may  be  too  late — 

Then  why  should  you  delay  ? 
3  Now  is  th*  accepted  time, 

The  gospel  bids  you  come  ; 
And  everj  promise  in  his  word 

Declares  there  yet  is  room.  DobelL 

HYMN  303.     8,  7,  &  4.     Tamworth.     [b  or  *] 

Sinners  incited  to  Christ.     Matt,  xi,  28 — 30. 

o  1    f~^  OME,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  wretched  ; 
Vy   This  is  your  accepted  hour ; 
Jesus  ready  stands  to  save  you, 
e       Full  of  pity,  love,  and  power ; 
He  is  able, 
He  is  willing  ;  doubt  no  more  ! 
o  2  Come,  ye  weary,  heavy  laden, 
Lost  and  ruined  by  the  fall ! 
If  you  tarry  till  you're  better, 
You  will  never  come  at  all : 

Not  the  righteous — 
Sinners  Jesus  came  to  call. 
3  Let  not  conscience  make  you  linger, 

Xor  of  fitness  fondly  dream  ; 
All  the  fitness  he  requireth, 
Is  to  feel  the  need  of  him  ; 

This  he  gives  you  ; 
'Tis  the  Spirit's  rising  beam. 
e  4  Agonizing  in  the  garden, 

Lo,  your  Saviour  prostrate  lies ! 
On  the  bloody  tree  behold  him, 
Hear  him  crv  before  he  dies, 

"R is finished!" 
Sinners,  will  not  this  suffice? 
5  Lo,  th'  incarnate  God  ascended. 

Pleads  the  merit  of  his  blood  : 
Venture  on  him,  venture  wholly. 
Let  no  other  trust  intrude  : 

None  but  Jesus 
Can  do  helpless  sinners  good. 
s  6  Saints  and  angels,  joined  in  concert, 
Sing  the  praises  of  the  Lamb  : 
While  the  blissful  seats  of  heaven 
Sweetly  echo  with  his  name. 

Halleluiah! 
Sinners  here  may  sing  the  same.  Hart. 


Select. HYMN  304,  305. ^ 

HYMN  304.     8,  7,  &  4.     Calvary.     [*] 

o  1  XTEAR,  O  sinner!  mercy  hails  you, 
e       XI  Now  with  sweetest  voice  she  calls ; 
Bids  you  haste  to  seek  the  Saviour, 
Ere  the  hand  of  justice  falls : 

Trust  in  Jesus, — 
?Tis  the  voice  of  mercy  calls. 

o  2  Haste,  O  sinner !  to  the  Saviour, — 
Seek  his  mercy  while  you  may ; 
Soon  the  day  of  grace  is  over ; 
Soon  your  life  will  pass  away ! 

Haste  to  Jesus, — 
You  must  perish,  if  you  stay. 

HYMN  305.     12s.     New  Jerusalem.     [*] 

Free  Grace. 

o  1   FTnHE  voice  of  free  grace  cries,  "Escape  to  the 
JL         mountain :" 

For  Adam's  lost  race,  Christ  hath  opened  a  fountain : 
'     For  sin  and  uncleanness,  and  every  transgression, 

His  blood  flows  so  freely  in  streams  of  salvation. 

CHORUS. 

s    Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb,  who  has  bought  us  a  pardon, 
We'll  praise  him  again,  when  we  pass  over  Jordan. 

2  Ye  souls  that  are  wounded,  to  the  Saviour  repair  ; 
Now  he  calls  you  in  mercy — and  can  you  forbear  ? 
Though  your  sins  are  increased  as  high  as  a  mountain, 
His  blood  can  remove  them — it  flows  from  the  fountain. 

3  Now  Jesus,  our  King,  reigns  triumphantly  glorious ; 
O'er  sin,  death,  and  hell,  he  is  more  than  victorious: 
With  shouting  proclaim  it — oh  trust  in  his  passion, — 
He  saves  us  most  freely — oh  precious  salvation  ! 

4  Our  Jesus  his  name  now  proclaims  all  victorious ; 
He  reigns  over  all,  and  his  kingdom  is  glorious ; 
To  Jesus  we'll  join  with  the  great  congregation, 
And  triumph,  ascribing  to  him  our  salvation. 

5  With  joy  shall  we  stand,  when  escaped  to  the  shore ; 

With  harps  in  our  hands,  we'll  praise  him  the  more ; 

We'll  range  the  sweet  plains  on  the  bank  of  the  river, 

And  sing  of  salvation  for  ever  and  ever.  mi       i 

&  Thornby. 


68P HYMN  306,  307. Select. 

HYMN  30G.     7s.     Evening  Hymn,     [b  or  *] 

Matt,  xi,  28. 

o     1    /^  OME,  ye  weary  sinners,  come, 
^^    All,  who  feel  your  heavy  load  : 

Jesus  calls  the  wanderers  home ; 

Hasten  to  your  pardoning  God  : 

Come,  ye  guilty  souls  oppressed, 

Answer  to  the  Saviour's  call : 

"  Come,  and  I  will  give  you  rest : 

Come,  and  I  will  save  you  all." 
e     2  Jesus, — full  of  truth  and  love, 

We  thy  kindest  call  obey, 

Faithful  let  thy  mercies  prove, 

Take  our  load  of  guilt  away  : 

Weary  of  this  war  within, 

Weary  of  this  endless  strife, 

Weary  of  ourselves  and  sin, 

Weary  of  a  wretched  life, 
p     3  Burdened  with  a  world  of  grief, 

Burdened  with  our  sinful  load, 

Burdened  with  this  unbelief, 

Burdened  with  the  wrath  of  God, 
o     Lo,  we  come  to  thee  for  ease, 

True  and  gracious  as  thou  art ; 

Now  our  weary  souls  release, 

Write  forgiveness  on  our  heart. 
Village  Hymns. 

HYMN  307.    L.  M.    Munich.    [*] 

"  Return  unto  me." 

o  1  T>  ETURN,  O  wanderer,  return  ! 

-tV  And  seek  thine  injured  Father's  face : 
Those  new  desires  which  in  thee  burn, 
Were  kindled  by  reclaiming  grace. 

2  Return,  O  wanderer,  return ! 

b  He  hears  thy  deep  repentant  sigh : 
He  sees  thy  softened  spirit  mourn, 
When  no  intruding  ear  is  nigh. 

3  Return,  O  wanderer,  return ! 
Thy  Saviour  bids  thy  spirit  live  : 
Go  to  his  feet ;  and  grateful,  learn 
How  freely  Jesus  can  forgive. 

s   4  Return,  O  wanderer,  return ! 
And  wipe  away  the  falling  tear : 
Thy  Father  calls— "  No  longer  mourn  !" 
'Tis  mercy's  voice  invites  thee  near.    Collyer. 


Select. HYMJM  308—310. 689, 

HYMN  308.     C.  M.    Dundee,     [b] 

Matt,  xi,  23. 

1  \  LL  ye  who  feel  distressed  for  sin, 
■XB-  And  fear  eternal  wo, 

You  Christ  invites  to  enter  in — 
This  hour  to  Jesus  go ! 

2  He  by  his  own  almighty  word, 
Will  all  your  fears  remove  : 

For  every  wound  his  precious  blood 

A  sovereign  balm  shall  prove. 
o  3  His  conquering  grace  shall  set  you  free 

From  sin's  oppressive  chains, 
From  Satan's  hateful  tyranny, 

And  everlasting  pains. 
b  4  Come,  then,  ye  heavy-laden — come  ! 

His  instant  help  implore  : 
e  Millions  have  found  a  peaceful  home — 
s       There's  room  for  millions  more.  Pratfs  Col. 

HYMN  309.     8  &  7.     Sicilian  Hymn.     [*] 

A  Fountain  opened  for  Sin  and  Uncleanness. 

g  1  ^^OME  to  Calvary's  holy  mountain, 
^-^  Sinners,  ruined  by  the  fall ; 
Here  a  pure  and  healing  fountain 
Flows  to  you,  to  me,  to  all. 
e  2  Come,  in  sorrow  and  contrition, 
Wounded,  impotent,  and  blind  ; 
Here  the  guilty,  free  remission, 
Here  the  troubled,  peace  may  find. 

3  He  that  drinks  shall  live  for  ever ; 
'Tis  a  soul-renewing  flood  : 

God  is  faithful ; — God  will  never 
Break  his  covenant  in  blood.    Montgomery. 

HYMN  310.     L.  M.     Angels  Hymn.     [*] 

"  Take  not  thy  Holy  Spirit,'1  &c.     Ps.  li,  11. 

e  1    C?TAY,  thou  insulted  Spirit,  stay, 

^3  Though  I  have  done  thee  such  despite. 
Cast  not  the  sinner  quite  away, 
Nor  take  thine  everlasting  flight. 

— 2  Though  I  have  most  unfaithful  been 
Of  all,  whoe'er  thy  grace  received, 
Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  seen, 
Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  grieved, — 


690 HYMN  311,  312. Select. 

p  3  Yet  oh,  the  chief  of  sinners  spare, 
In  honour  of  my  great  High  Priest; 
Nor  in  thy  righteous  anger  swear, 

1  shall  not  see  thy  people's  rest. 

— 4  If  yet  thou  canst  my  sins  forgive, 
E'en  now,  O  Lord,  relieve  my  woes  ; 
Into  thy  rest  of  love  receive, 
And  bless  me  with  the  calm  repose. 

— 5  E'en  now  my  weary  soul  release, 
And  raise  me  by  thy  gracious  hand ! 
Guide  me  into  thy  perfect  peace, 
And  bring  me  to  the  promised  land.  C.  Wesley. 

HYMN  311.     CM.     Canterbury,     [b] 

The  Penitent. 

p  1  T3 ROSTRATE,  O  Jesus,  at  thy  feet, 
Jl      A  guilty  rebel  lies, 
And  upwards  to  the  mercy-seat 
Presumes  to  lift  his  eyes. 

2  If  tears  of  sorrow  would  suffice 
To  pay  the  debt  I  owe, 

Tears  should  from  both  my  weeping  eyes 
In  ceaseless  torrents  flow. 

3  But  no  such  sacrifice  I  plead, 
To  expiate  my  guilt ; 

No  tears  but  those  which  thou  hast  shed, 
No  blood  but  thou  hast  spilt. 

4  Think  of  thy  sorrows,  dearest  Lord, 
And  all  my  sins  forgive  ; 

Then  Justice  will  approve  the  word 

That  bids  the  sinner  live.  Stennett. 

HYMN  312.     CM.     Dedham.     [b  or  *] 

u  0  save  me  for  thy  Mercies'  Sake." — Ps.  vi,  4. 

p  1  1VTERCY  alone  can  meet  my  case  : 
J-TJL  For  mercy,  Lord,  I  cry  : 
Jesus,  Redeemer,  show  thy  face 
In  mercy,  or  I  die. 

2  Save  me, — for  none  beside  can  save  , 
At  thy  command  I  tread, 

With  failing  steps,  life's  stormy  wave  ; 
—    The  wave  goes  o'er  my  head. 

3  I  perish,  and  my  doom  were  just ; 
But  wilt  thou  leave  me  ?     No  ■ 


Select. HYMN  313,  314. 691 

I  hold  thee  fast,  my  hope,  my  trust : 

1  will  not  let  thee  go. 
5  4  Still  sure  to  me  thy  promise  stands, 

And  ever  must  abide  : 
Behold  it  written  on  thy  hands, 

And  graven  in  thy  side. 
5  To  this,  this  only  will  I  cleave  : 

Thy  word  is  all  my  plea : 
That  word  is  truth,  and  I  believe  : 
—    Have  mercy,  Lord,  on  me  !       Montgomery 

HYMN  313.     CM.     Funeral  Hymn,     [b] 

For  Pardon,  Holiness,  and  Heaven. 

p  1    CJINNERS  of  Adam's  fallen  race, 

£5   Sinners  by  practice  too, 
In  prayer,  O  God,  we  seek  thy  face, 

In  prayer  for  mercy  sue. 
— 2  No  trembling  penitent  to  thee 

E'er  turned,  and  was  denied  : 
Accept,  O  Lord  !  our  only  plea  ; 

For  us  thy  Son  hath  died, 
o  3  For  him,  thy  gift,  thy  name  we  bless : 

To  us,  for  whom  he  died, 
Through  faith  impute  his  righteousness, 

And  we  are  justified. 
— 4  Nor  rest  we  here,  thou  God  of  love  ! 

May  we,  for  whom  he  died, 
Receive  thy  Spirit  from  above, 

And  thus  be  sanctified. 
5  At  length  made  holy,  just,  forgiven, 

Through  Christ  who  for  us  died, 
May  we,  exchanging  earth  for  heaven, 

With  him  be  glorified.         Alexander's  Col 

HYMN  314.     7s.     Hotham.     [*] 

Choosing  the  Heritage  of  God's  People. 

o  1  T>EOPLE  of  the  living  God, 

Jl      I  have  sought  the  world  around, 
Paths  of  sin  and  sorrow  trod, 
Peace  and  comfort  nowhere  found. 
Now  to  you  my  spirit  turns, 
Turns,  a  fugitive  unblessed ; 
Brethren,  where  your  altar  burns, 
O  receive  me  into  rest ! 


I  h Select. 

2  Lonely  I  bo  longer  roam, 

Like  the  cloud,  the  wind,  the  wave; 

Where  you  dwell  shall  be  my  home, 

Where  you  die  shall  be  my  grave ; 

Mine  the  God  whom  you  adore, 

Your  Redeemer  shall  be  mine  ; 

Earth  can  fill  my  heart  no  more, 

Every  idol  I  resign.  Montgomery. 

HYMN  315.    CM.    Broomsgrove.    [*] 

Social  Dedication  to  God. 

s   1  "OEING  of  beings,  God  of  love! 
-13   To  thee  our  hearts  we  raise  ; 
Thy  all-sustaining  power  we  prove, 
And  gladly  sing  thy  praise. 

e  2  Thine,  wholly  thine,  we  want  to  be ; 
Our  sacrifice  receive  ; 
Made,  and  preserved,  and  saved  by  thee, 
To  thee  ourselves  we  give. 

s  3  Come,  Holy  Ghost !  the  Saviour's  love 
Shed  in  our  hearts  abroad ; 
So  shall  we  ever  live  and  move, 
And  be  with  Christ,  in  God.        C.  Wesley 

HYMN  316.     C.  M.    Arundel     [*] 

11  Hinder  me  not."     Gen.  xxiv,  56. 

b  1  TN  all  my  Lord's  appointed  ways 
J-  My  journey  I'll  pursue  ; 
*4  Hinder  me  not,"  ye  much-loved  saints, 
For  I  must  go  with  you. 

2  Through  floods  and  flames,  if  Jesus  lead, 
I'll  follow  where  he  goes ; 

"  Hinder  me  not,"  shall  be  my  cry, 
Though  earth  and  hell  oppose. 

3  Through  duty,  and  through  trials  too, 
I'll  go  at  his  command  ; 

"  Hinder  me  not,"  for  I  am  bound 

To  my  Immanuel's  land. 
3  4  And  when  my  Saviour  calls  me  home, 

My  joyful  cry  shall  be, 
"  Hinder  me  not;"  come,  welcome  death  ; 

I'll  gladly  go  with  thee.  Dr.  Ryland. 


Select. HYMN  317,  318. 693 

HYMN  317.     L.  M.    Blendon.     [*] 

Following  Jesus  as  the  Forerunner. 

o  1    TESUS,  my  all,  to  heaven  is  gone, 
•J    He  whom  I  fix  my  hopes  upon ; 

His  track  I  see,  and  I'll  pursue 

The  narrow  way  till  him  I  view. 
—2  The  way  the  holy  prophets  went, 

The  way  that  leads  from  banishment, 

The  King's  highway  of  holiness, 

I'll  go,  for  all  his  paths  are  peace. 
— 3  This  is  the  way  I  long  had  sought, 

And  mourned  because  I  found  it  hot ; 

My  grief  a  burden  long  had  been, 

Oppressed  with  unbelief  and  sin. 
— 4  The  more  I  strove  against  their  power, 

1  sinned  and  stumbled  but  the  more ; 
Till  late  I  heard  my  Saviour  sa}^, 

"  Come  hither,  soul,  I  am  the  way." 
5  Lo !  glad  I  come,  and  thou,  blest  Lamb, 
Shalt  take  me  to  thee  as  I  am : 
Nothing  but  sin  I  thee  can  give  ; 
Nothing  but  love  shall  I  receive, 
s  6  Then  will  I  tell  to  sinners  round, 
What  a  dear  Saviour  I  have  found  ; 
I'll  point  to  thy  redeeming  blood, 
And  say,  "  Behold  the  way  to  God."  Cennick. 

HYMN  318.     CM.    Stephens.     [*] 

"  Help,  Lord." 

e  1  f^H  help  us,  Lord!  each  hour  of  need 
V-r   Thy  heavenly  succour  give  ; 
Help  us  in  thought,  and  word,  and  deed, 
Each  hour  on  earth  we  live. 

2  Oh  help  us,  through  the  prayer  of  faith, 
More  firmly  to  believe  ; 

For  still  the  more  thy  servant  hath, 
The  more  shall  he  receive. 

3  If,  strangers  to  thy  fold,  we  call, 
Imploring  at  thy  feet, 

The  crumbs  that  from  thy  table  fall, 
'Tis  all  we  dare  entreat. 

4  But  be  it,  Lord  of  mercy,  all, 
So  thou  wilt  grant  but  this  ; 

The  crumbs  that  from  thy  table  fall, 
Are  light,  and  life,  and  bliss 
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694 HYMN  319,  320. Select. 

5  Oh  help  us.  Jesus  !  from  on  high; 

AW  know  do  help  but  thee  : 
Oh  help  us  so  to  live  and  die 
As  thine  in  heaven  to  be.  Milman. 

HYMN  319.     C.  M.     Woodstock,     [b] 

T7tc  Fulness  of  Redemption. 

1  TTOW  shall  my  soul  find  rest  in  heaven, 
J--I-  Th'  eternal,  blest  abode  ? 

When,  "without  holiness,  no  man 
Shall  see  the  holy  God." 

2  Though  I  have  nothing  of  my  own, 
To  form  that  heavenly  dress ; 

Jesus  has  wrought,  and  gives  to  me, 

The  robe  of  righteousness. 
o  3  Hear  thou,  my  soul,  his  teaching  voice ; 

AN  ith  wise  endeavour,  still, 
Observe  the  guiding  of  his  eye, 

And  precepts  of  his  will. 
4  Then  shall  the  robe  thy  Saviour  wrought, 

The  ransom  he  has  given, 
Be  made  thy  title  to  the  rest 

Prepared  for  saints  in  heaven. 

HYMN  320.     S.  M.     Watchman.     [*] 

Salvation  by  Grace,  from  the  first  to  the  last. 

s       1   /^1  RACE  !  'tis  a  charming  sound  ; 

vH~  Harmonious  to  the  ear ! 
u  Heaven  with  the  echo  shall  resound, 

And  all  the  earth  shall  hear, 
s       2  Grace  first  contrived  the  way 

To  save  rebellious  man ; 
And  all  the  steps  that  grace  display, 

Which  drew  the  wondrous  plan. 
—    3  Grace  led  my  roving  feet 

To  tread  the  heavenly  road ; 
And  new7  supplies  each  hour  I  meet, 

While  pressing  on  to  God. 
4  Grace  all  the  work  shall  crown, 

Through  everlasting  days ; 
u  It  lays  in  heaven  the  topmost  stone, 

'And  well  deserves  the  praise.  Doddridg€m 


Select. HYMN  321,  322. 695 

HYMN  321.     P.  M.    Bingham,     [b  or  *] 

Bartimeus.     Mark  x,  47,  48. 

p  1  "  TVTERCY,  O  thou  Son  of  David !" 
J_tX  Thus  blind  Bartimeus  prayed  ; 

Others  by  the  word  are  saved, 
o  Now  to  me  afford  thine  aid  : 

Many  for  his  crying  chid  him, 
o  But  he  called  the  louder  still ; 
e  Till  the  gracious  Saviour  bid  him 
o  "Come  and  ask  me  what  you  will." 
e  2  Money  was  not  what  he  wanted, 

Though  by  begging  used  to  live ; 

But  he  asked,  and  Jesus  granted, 

Alms,  which  none  but  he  could  give : 
o  "  Lord,  remove  this  grievous  blindness, 

"  Let  my  eyes  behold  the  day ;" 

Straight  he  saw,  and,  won  by  kindness, 

Followed  Jesus  in  the  way. 
s  3  Oh !  me  thinks  I  hear  him  praising, 

Publishing  to  all  around ; 

"  Friend,  is  not  my  case  amazing  ? 

"  What  a  Saviour  I  have  found  : 

"  Oh !  that  all  the  blind  but  knew  him ; 

"  And  would  be  advised  by  me  ! 

"  Surely  would  they  hasten  to  him, 

"  He  would  cause  them  all  to  see."    Newton. 

HYMN  322.     C.  M.     Warwick.     [*] 

"  Herein  is  Love."     1  John  iv,  10. 

s   1  "\7"E  saints,  assist  me  in  my  song — 
A    Let  all  your  passions  move  : 
To  Jesus  all  the  notes  belong — 
I  sing  redeeming  love. 
e  2  Around  the  circle  of  his  friends, 
His  tender  passions  move  : 
And  while  he  lived,  his  constant  theme 
o      Was  still  redeeming  love, 
p  3  Gently  he  raised  his  sacred  hands, 
Before  his  last  remove  : 
And  the  last  whispers  of  his  tongue 

Sighed  forth  redeeming  love. 
4  Through  life's  wide  waste,  with  weary  feet, 

In  darkness  I  may  rove  ; 
But  never  can  my  heart  forget 
Redeeming,  dying  love. 


696 HYMN  333,  324.  Select 

— 5  Oh  that  before  Ins  sacred  1  drone, 
1  all  its  sweets  may  prove  : 
Still  as  my  pleasures  rise,  my  song 

Shall  be  redeeming  love.  Collycr. 

HYMN  323.     C.  M.     Stamford.     [*] 

Luke  xv,  10. 

p  1   f^H,  how  divine,  how  sweet  the  joy, 
v>F  When  but  one  sinner  turns, 
And  with  an  humble,  broken  heart, 
His  sins  and  errors  mourns ! 
s  2  Pleased  with  the  news,  the  saints  below 
In  songs  their  tongues  employ ; 
Beyond  the  skies  the  tidings  go, 
And  heaven  is  filled  with  joy. 
o  3  Well  pleased  the  Father  sees  and  hears 
The  conscious  sinner's  moan  ; 
Jesus  receives  him  in  his  arms, 
And  claims  him  for  his  own. 
s  4  Nor  angels  can  their  joys  contain, 
But  kindle  with  new  fire  : 
"  The  sinner  lost  is  found,"  they  sing, 
And  strike  the  sounding  lyre.        Needham. 

HYMN  324.     C.  M.    Abridge.     [*] 
s    1  |^|  HAPPY  soul  that  lives  on  high, 
v^r   While  men  lie  grovelling  here  ! 
His  hopes  are  fixed  above  the  sky, 

And  faith  forbids  his  fear. 
2  His  conscience  knows  no  secret  stings, 

While  grace  and  joy  eombine 
To  form  a  life  whose  holy  springs 
Are  hidden  and  divine. 
e  3  He  waits  in  secret  on  his  God, 

His  God  in  secret  sees  ; 
s  Let  earth  be  all  in  arms  abroad, 
He  dwells  in  heavenly  peace. 

4  His  pleasures  rise  from  things  unseen, 
Beyond  this  world  of  time, 

Where  neither  eyes  nor  ears  have  been, 
Nor  thoughts  of  mortals  climb. 

5  He  wants  no  pomp  nor  royal  throne, 
To  raise  his  figure  here, 

Content  and  pleased  to  live  alone, 
Till  Christ  his  life  appear.  Waits. 


Select. HYMN  325,  326. 697 

HYMN  325.     C.  M.     Lanesboro\     [*] 

The  Fear  of  God. 

o  1   rglHRICE    happy   souls,    who,   born    of 
JL    While  yet  the}'  sojourn  here,   [heaven, 
e  Humbly  begin  their  days  with  God, 
And  spend  them  in  his  fear. 

2  So  may  our  eyes  with  holy  zeal 
Prevent  the  dawning  day ; 

And  turn  the  sacred  pages  o'er, 

And  praise  thy  name  and  pray, 
e  3  Midst  hourly  cares  may  love  present 

Its  incense  to  thy  throne ; 
And,  while  the  world  our  hands  employs, 

Our  hearts  be  thine  alone. 

4  At  night  we  lean  our  weary  heads 
On  thy  paternal  breast ; 

And,  safely  folded  in  thine  arms, 

Resign  our  powers  to  rest. 
o  5  In  solid,  pure  delights,  like  these, 

Let  all  my  days  be  past  ; 
Nor  shall  I  then  impatient  wish, 

Nor  shall  I  fear  the  last.  Doddridge. 

HYMN  326.     C.  M.    Broomsgrove.     [*] 

Christian  Love. 

p  1  TTOW  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the  sight, 
JTX  When  those  who  love  the  Lord, 
In  one  another's  peace  delight, 
And  so  fulfill  his  word  ; — 
— 2  When  each  can  feel  his  brother's  sigh, 
And  with  him  bear  a  part ; 
When  sorrows  flow  from  eye  to  eye,   , 
And  joy  from  heart  to  heart; — 

3  When,  free  from  envy,  scorn,  and  pride, 
Our  wishes  all  above, 

Each  can  his  brother's  failings  hide, 
And  show  a  brother's  love. 
b  4  Let  love,  in  one  delightful  stream, 
Through  every  bosom  flow ; 
And  union  sweet,  and  dear  esteem, 
In  every  action  glow. 

5  Love  is  the  golden  chain  that  binds 
The  happy  souls  above  ; 

And  he's  an  heir  of  heaven,  who  finds 
His  bosom  glow  with  love.  Swain 

17  * 


698 HYMN  327—329. Select 

HYMN  327.     S.  M.     Lisbon.     [*] 

Exhortation  OgtUttti  Sectarian  Spirit. 

1  ~|~   ET  party  names  no  more 

-M-J  The  Christian  world  o'erspread  : 
Gentile  and  Jew.  and  bond  and  free, 
Are.  one  in  Christ  their  Head. 

2  Among  the  saints  on  earth 
Let  mutual  love  be  found  ; 

Heirs  of  the  same  inheritance, 

With  mutual  blessings  crowned. 

3  Let  envy  and  ill  will 
Be  banished  far  away  ; 

And  all  in  Christian  bonds  unite, 
Who  the  same  Lord  obey. 

4  Thus  will  the  church  below 
Resemble  that  above  : 

Where  no  discordant  sounds  are  heard, 
p  But  all  is  peace  and  love.  Beddome. 

HYMN  328.     C.  M.    Archdale.     [*] 

The  Unity  of  the  Spirit  in  the  Bond  of  Peace. 

g  1   npHE  earth,  the  ocean,  and  the  sky, 
JL    To  form  one  world  agree  ; 
Where  all  that  walk,  or  swim,  or  fly, 
Compose  one  family. 
— 2  God  in  creation  thus  displays 
His  wisdom  and  his  might, 
While  all  his  works  with  all  his  ways 
Harmoniously  unite, 
p  3  In  one  fraternal  bond  of  love, 

One  fellowship  of  mind, 
o  The  saints  below  and  saints  above, 
Their  bliss  and  glory  find. 
4  Here,  in  their  house  of  pilgrimage, 

Thy  statutes  are  their  song ; 
There,  through  one  bright,  eternal  age, 

Thy  praises  they  prolong.         Montgomery. 

HYMN  329.     C.  M.     Tolland.     [*] 

The  Church  Militant  learning  the  Church   Triumphant' 's  Song. 

o  1    CUNG  we  the  song  of  those  who  stand 
)^   Around  th'  eternal  throne, 


Select. HYMN  330. 699 

Of  every  kindred,  clime,  and  land, 

A  multitude  unknown. 
2  Life's  poor  distinctions  vanish  here  ; 

To-day,  the  young,  the  old, 
Our  Saviour  and  his  flock  appear 
One  Shepherd  and  one  fold. 
p  3  Toil,  trial,  suffering,  still  await 
On  earth  the  pilgrims'  throng  ; 
Yet  learn  we,  in  our  low  estate, 
o      The  church  triumphant's  song, 
s  4  Worthy  the  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 
Cry  the  redeemed  above, 
Blessing  and  honour  to  obtain, 
And  everlasting  love. 

5  Worthy  the  Lamb,  on  earth  we  sing, 
Who  died  our  souls  to  save : 

Henceforth,  O  Death !  where  is  thy  sting  ? 
Thy  victory,  O  Grave  ? 

6  Then,  hallelujah  !  power  and  praise 
To  God  in  Christ  be  given ; 

May  all  who  now  this  anthem  raise, 

Renew  the  strain  in  heaven.     Montgomery. 

HYMN  330.     S.  M.     Shirland.     [*] 

Vital  Union  to  Christ  in  Regeneration. 

e       1  TP^EAR  Saviour,  we  are  thine 
JLJ  By  everlasting  bonds  ; 
Our  names,  our  hearts,  we  would  resign ; 
Our  souls  are  in  thy  hands. 
2  To  thee  we  still  would  cleave, 
With  ever-growing  zeal ; 
If  millions  tempt  us  Christ  to  leave, 
Oh,  let  them  ne'er  prevail. 
o       3  Thy  Spirit  shall  unite 

Our  souls  to  thee,  our  Head ; 
Shall  form  us  to  thy  image  bright, 
That  we  thy  paths  may  tread. 

4  Death  may  our  souls  divide 
From  these  abodes  of  clay  ; 

But  love  shall  keep  us  near  thy  side 
Through  all  the  gloomy  way. 

5  Since  Christ  and  we  are  one, 
Why  should  we  doubt  and  fear  ? 

If  he  in  heaven  hath  fixed  his  throne, 

He'll  fix  his  members  there.    Doddridge. 


700      HYMN  331,  332. Select. 

HYMN  331.     L.  M.    Atlantic.     [*] 

Rising  to  God. 

o  1  "IVTOW  let  our  souls,  on  wings  sublime, 
-L  1    Rise  from  the  vanities  of  time  ; 
Draw  back  the  parting  veil,  and  see 
The  glories  of  eternity. 

2  Born  by  a  new,  celestial  birth, 
Why  should  we  grovel  here  on  earth  ? 
Why  grasp  at  transitory  toys, 

So  near  to  heaven's  eternal  joys  ? 

3  Shall  aught  beguile  us  on  the  road, 
When  we  are  walking  back  to  God  ? 
For  strangers  into  life  we  come, 
And  dying  is  but  going  home. 

s  4  Welcome,  sweet  hour  of  full  discharge, 
That  sets  our  longing  souls  at  large ; 
Unbinds  our  chains,  breaks  up  our  cell, 
And  gives  us  with  our  God  to  dwell. 
5  To  dwell  with  God,  to  feel  his  love, 
Is  the  full  heaven  enjoyed  above  ; 
And  the  sweet  expectation  now 
Is  the  young  dawn  of  heaven  below.  Gibbons. 

HYMN  332.     8  &  7.     Smyrna,     [b  or  *] 

Forsaking  ail  for  Christ. 

p  1    ~|"ESUS,  I  my  cross  have  taken, 

•s    All  to  leave,  and  follow  thee  ; 
Naked,  poor,  despised,  forsaken, 

Thou,  from  hence,  my  all  shalt  be ; 
Perish  every  fond  ambition, 

All  I've  sought,  or  hoped,  or  known, 
Yet  how  rich  is  my  condition  ! 

God  and  heaven  are  still  my  own. 
o  2  Soul,  then  know  thy  full  salvation, 

Rise  o'er  sin,  and  fear,  and  care, 
Joy  to  find  in  every  station 

Something  still  to  do  or  bear ; 
e  Think  what  spirit  dwells  within  thee  ; 

Think  what  Father's  smiles  are  thine ; 
Think  that  Jesus  died  to  win  thee  : 

Child  of  heaven,  canst  thou  repine  ? 
s  3  Haste  thee  on  from  grace  to  dory, 

Armed  by  faith,  and  winged  by  prayer; 
Heaven's  eternal  days  before  thee, 

God's  own  hand  shall  guide  thee  there. 


Select. HYMN  333—335. 701 

Soon  shall  close  thy  earthly  mission, 
Soon  shall  pass  thy  pilgrim  days ; 
Hope  shall  change  to  glad  fruition, 
Faith  to  sight,  and  prayer  to  praise. 
Montgomery. 

HYMN  333.     7s.     Pilgrim,     [b  or  *] 

Welcoming  the  Cross. 

o  1  '  r  I  lIS  my  happiness  below, 

J-    Not  to  live  without  the  cross ; 
But  the  Saviour's  power  to  know, 
Sanctifying  every  loss. 

2  Trials  must  and  will  befall ; 
But  with  humble  faith  to  see 
Love  inscribed  upon  them  all, 
This  is  happiness  to  me. 

3  Trials  make  the  promise  sweet ; 
Trials  give  new  life  to  prayer ; 
Trials  bring  me  to  his  feet, 

Lay  me  low,  and  keep  me  there.         Cowper. 

HYMN  334.    L.  M.    Brentford,    [b] 

The  Influence  of  the  World  deplored. 

e  1   /~\  H  !  from  the  world's  vile  slavery, 
V>F  Almighty  Saviour,  set  me  free ; 

And  as  my  treasure  is  above, 

Be  there  my  thoughts  and  there  my  love. 
p  2  But  oft,  alas !  too  well  I  know, 

My  thoughts,  my  love,  are  fixed  below ; 

In  every  lifeless  prayer  I  find 

The  heart  unmoved,  the  absent  mind. 

3  Oh !  what  that  frozen  heart  can  move, 
Which  melts  not  at  a  Saviour's  love  ? 
What  can  that  sluggish  spirit  raise, 
Which  will  not  sing  the  Saviour's  praise  ? 

4  Lord,  draw  my  best  affections  hence, 
Above  this  world  of  sin  and  sense  ; 

s  Cause  them  to  soar  beyond  the  skies, 
And  rest  not,  till  to  thee  they  rise.     CotterilL 

HYMN  335.     C.  M.     Canterbury,    [b] 

The  Power  of  Faith. 

o  1    l^iAITH  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  bliss, 
I-     And  saves  us  from  its  snares ; 
Its  aid  in  every  duty  brings, 
D      And  softens  all  our  cares : 


702 HYMN  336,  337. Select. 

2  Extinguishes  the  thirst  of  sin, 
And  lights  the  sacred  fire 

Of  love  to  God  and  heavenly  things, 
And  feeds  the  pure  desire. 

3  The  wounded  conscience  knows  its  power, 
The  healing  balm  to  give ; 

That  balm  the  saddest  heart  can  cheer, 

And  make  the  dying  live, 
s  4  Wide  it  unveils  celestial  worlds, 

Where  deathless  pleasures  reign ; 
And  bids  us  seek  our  portion  there, 

Nor  bids  us  seek  in  vain. Turner. 

HYMN  336.     7s  &  6s.     Margate,     [b  or  *] 

Looking  forward. 

p       1    Li  ROM  every  earthly  pleasure, 
J-     From  every  transient  joy, 
From  every  mortal  treasure, 

That  soon  will  fade  and  die ; 
No  longer  these  desiring, 

Upward  our  wishes  tend, 
To  nobler  bliss  aspiring, 

And  joys  that  never  end. 
2  From  every  piercing  sorrow 
That  heaves  our  breast  to-day, 
—    Or  threatens  us  to-morrow, 

Hope  turns  our  eyes  away : 
s       On  wings  of  faith  ascending, 
We  see  the  land  of  light, 
And  feel  our  sorrows  ending 
In  infinite  delight. 
p       3  What  though  we  are  but  strangers 
And  sojourners  below  ; 
And  countless  snares  and  dangers 

Surround  the  path  we  go  ? 
Though  painful  and  distressing, 
Yet  there's  a  rest  above  ; 
s       And  onward  still  we're  pressing, 
To  reach  that  land  of  love. 

HYMN  337.     7s.     German  Hymn.     [*] 

The  Pilgrim's  Song. 

o  1   CHILDREN  of  the  heavenly  King! 
Vv    As  ye  journey,  sweetly  sing ; 
Sing  your  Saviour's  worthy  praise, 
o  Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways ! 


Select. HYMN  338,  339. 703 

o  2  Ye  are  travelling  home  to  God, 

In  the  way  the  fathers  trod : 

They  are  happy  now, — and  ye 

Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 
u  3  Shout,  ye  ransomed  flock,  and  blest f 

Ye  on  Jesus'  throne  shall  rest : 

There  your  seat  is  now  prepared ; 

There  your  kingdom  and  reward. 
s  4  Fear  not,  brethren !  joyful  stand 

On  the  borders  of  your  land  : 

Jesus  Christ,  God's  only  Son, 

Bids  you  undismayed  go  on. 
p  5  Lord,  submissive  make  us  go, 
o  Gladly  leaving  all  below  : 

Only  thou  our  Leader  be, 

And  we  still  will  follow  thee. Cennick. 

HYMN  338.     L.  M.    Eaton.     [*] 

Heb.  xiii.  14. 

e  1  "  TS^E'VE  no  abiding  city  here"— 

y  ▼     This  may  distress  the  worldly  mind ; 
o  But  should  not  cost  the  saint  a  tear, 

Who  hopes  a  better  rest  to  find. 
e  2  "  We've  no  abiding  city  here" — 
e  Sad  truth,  were  this  to  be  our  home : 
o  But  let  this  thought  our  spirits  cheer, 

"  We  seek  a  city  yet  to  come." 

3  "  We've  no  abiding  city  here" — 

Then  let  us  live  as  pilgrims  do ; 

Let  not  the  world  our  rest  appear, 

But  let  us  haste  from  all  below. 
e  4  "  We've  no  abiding  city  here" — 
s  We  seek  a  city  out  of  sight ; 

Zion  its  name — the  Lord  is  there, 

It  shines  with  everlasting  light. Kelly. 

HYMN  339.     C.  M.    St.  Ann's.     [*] 

Sincerity  and  Truth. 

e  1  T   ET  those  who  bear  the  Christian  name, 

-Li  Their  holy  vows  fulfill  : 
The  saints,  the  followers  of  the  Lamb, 

Are  men  of  honour  still. 
2  True  to  the  solemn  oaths  they  take, 

Though  to  their  hurt  they  swear, 
Constant  and  just  to  all  they  speak, 

For  God  and  angels  hear. 


704  HYMN  340,  341.  Select 

3  Still  with  their  lips  their  hearts  agree, 
Nor  flattering  words  devise  ; 

They  know  the  God  of  truth  can  see 

Through  every  false  disguise. 

4  The?  hate  th'  appearance  of  a  lie, 
^  In  all  the  shapes  it  wears ; 

Firm  to  their  truth  ;  and  when  they  die, 
Eternal  life  is  theirs.  Watts. 

HYMN  340.     C.  M.    Dcdham.     [b] 

Watchfulness. 

1  f~\  FOR  a  principle  within 

^J  Of  jealous,  godly  fear; 
A  sensibility  to  sin, 
A  pain  to  feel  it  near ; 

2  O  for  the  first  approach  to  feel 
Of  pride,  or  fond  desire  ; 

To  catch  the  wandering  of  my  will, 
And  quench  the  kindling  fire. 

3  From  thee  that  I  no  more  may  part, 
No  more  thy  goodness  grieve, 

The  filial  awe,  the  fleshly  heart, 
The  tender  conscience,  give. 

4  Quick  as  the  apple  of  an  eye, 
O  God,  my  conscience  make  ! 

Awake  my  soul  when  sin  is  nigh, 

And  keep  it  still  awake. C.  Wesley. 

HYMN  341.     8  &  7.     Bavaria.     [*] 

The   Watchful  Servants. 

e  1    L^  ARTHLY  joys  no  longer  please  us, 

J-J    Here  would  we  renounce  them  all, 
Seek  our  only  rest  in  Jesus — 

Him  our  Lord  and  Master  call. 
s  Faith,  our  languid  spirits  cheering, 

Points  to  brighter  worlds  above, 
Bids  us  look  for  his  appearing — 

Bids  us  triumph  in  his  love. 
2  May  our  lights  be  always  burning, 

And  our  loins  be  girded  round, 
Waiting  for  our  Lord's  returning — 

Longing  for  the  welcome  sound  ! 
Thus  the  Christian  life  adorning, 

Never  will  we  be  afraid ; 
Should  he  come  at  night  or  morning — 

Early  dawn  or  evening  shade.    Cong.  Mag. 


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Select. HYMN  342—344. 705 

HYMN  342.     S.  M.     Watchman.     [*  or  b] 
CHARGE  to  keep  I  have, 
A  God  to  glorify ; 
A  never-dying  soul  to  save, 
And  fit  it  for  the  sky ; 

2  To  serve  the  present  age, 
My  calling  to  fulfill ; 

O  may  it  all  my  powers  engage 
To  do  my  Master's  will. 

3  Arm  me  with  jealous  care, 
As  in  thy  sight  to  live ; 

And  oh  !  thy  servant,  Lord,  prepare 
A  strict  account  to  give  ! 

4  Help  me  to  watch  and  pray, 
And  on  thyself  rely ! 

Assured  if  I  my  trust  betray, 

I  shall  for  ever  die.  Wesley. 

HYMN  343.     S.  M.     Olmutz.    [*] 

Watch  and  pray.     Matt,  xxvi,  41. 

p       1  Ti/TY  soul,  be  on  thy  guard, — 
-LtjL  Ten  thousand  foes  arise  : 
And  hosts  of  sins  are  pressing  hard, 
To  draw  thee  from  the  skies. 

2  Oh !  watch,  and  fight,  and  pray, 
The  battle  ne'er  give  o'er ; 

Renew  it  boldly  every  day, 
And  help  divine  implore. 

3  Ne'er  think  the  victory  won, 
Nor  once  at  ease  sit  down : 

The  arduous  work  will  not  be  done, 

Till  thou  hast  got  thy  crown.  Heath. 

HYMN  344.     CM.     Windsor,    [b] 

Indwelling  Sin  lamented. 

p  1  X¥7TTH  tears  of  anguish  I  lament, 
▼  ▼     Here  at  thy  feet,  my  God, 
My  passion,  pride,  and  discontent, 
And  vile  ingratitude. 

2  Sure  there  was  ne'er  a  heart  so  base, 
So  false  as  mine  has  been, 

So  faithless  to  its  promises, 
So  prone  to  every  sin. 

3  My  reason  tells  me  thy  commands 
Are  holv,  just,  and  true, 

"  18 


706 HYMN  345,  346. Select 

Tells  me  \\  hate'er  my  God  demands, 
Is  his  most  righteous  due. 

4  Reason  I  hear,  her  counsels  weigh, 
And  all  her  words  approve  ; 

But  still  I  find  it  hard  t'  obey, 
And  harder  yet  to  love. 

5  How  long,  dear  Saviour,  shall  I  feel 
These  strugglings  in  my  breast  ? 

When  wilt  thou  bow  my  stubborn  will, 

And  give  my  conscience  rest  ?         Stcnnett. 

HYMN  345.     7s.     Calvary,     [b] 
1  ~D  Y  thy  Spirit,  Lord,  reprove, 
JL>  All  my  inmost  sins  reveal, 
Sins  against  thy  light  and  love 
Let  me  see,  and  let  me  feel ; 
Sins  that  crucified  my  Lord, 
Sins  against  thy  precious  blood, 
p  2  Jesus,  seek  thy  wandering  sheep, 
Make  me  restless  to  return ; 
Bid  me  look  on  thee,  and  weep, 
Bitterly,  as  Peter,  mourn  ; — 
Till  I  say,  by  grace  restored, 
"  Now,  thou  know'st  I  love  thee,  Lord." 
3  O  remember  me  for  good, 
Passing  through  the  mortal  vale ; 
Show  me  the  atoning  blood, 
When  my  strength  and  spirit  fail ; 
Give  my  fainting  soul  to  see 
Jesus  crucified  for  me.  Wesley' *s  Col. 

HYMN  346.     L.  P.  M.     St.  Helen's,    [b] 

For  Power  over  Sin. 

1  ~VM7~HEN  shall  I  hear  the  inward  voice, 

▼  ▼     Which  only  faithful  souls  can  hear? 
Pardon,  and  peace,  and  heavenly  joys, 
Attend  the  promised  Comforter : 
O  come,  and  righteousness  divine, 
And  Christ,  and  all  with  Christ,  are  mine ! 

2  O  that  the  Comforter  would  come, 
Nor  visit  as  a  transient  guest, 

But  fix  in  me  his  constant  home, 

And  keep  possession  of  my  breast : 

And  make  my  soul  his  loved  abode, 

The  temple  of  indwelling  God.        C.  Wesley 


Select. HYMN  347,  348. 707 

HYMN  347.     C.  M.    Funeral  Hymn,     [b] 

The  Contrite  Heart. 

p  1   fTl  HE  Lord  will  happiness  divine 
JL    On  contrite  hearts  bestow  : 
Then  tell  me,  gracious  God,  is  mine 

A  contrite  heart,  or  no  ? 
2  I  hear,  but  seem  to  hear  in  vain, 

Insensible  as  steel ; 
If  aught  is  felt,  'tis  only  pain 
To  find  I  cannot  feel. 
— 3  I  sometimes  think  myself  inclined 
To  love  thee,  if  I  could  ; 
But  often  feel  another  mind 
Averse  to  all  that's  good. 
— 4  My  best  desires  are  faint  and  few ; 
Fain  would  I  strive  for  more ; 
But,  when  I  cry,  "My  strength  renew," 
Seem  weaker  than  before. 
— 5  Thy  saints  are  comforted,  I  know, 
And  love  the  house  of  prayer ; 

1  therefore  go  where  others  go, 
But  find  no  comfort  there. 

6  Oh  !  make  this  heart  rejoice  or  ache ; 

Decide  this  doubt  for  me ; 
And  if  it  be  not  broken,  break, — 

And  heal  it,  if  it  be.  Cowper 

HYMN  348.     C.  M.    Barby.     [b] 

For  a  Contrite  Heart. 

e  1    f~\  FOR  that  tenderness  of  heart, 
V>J  Which  bows  before  the  Lord ; 
Acknowledging  how  just  thou  art, 
And  trembling  at  thy  word. 

2  O  for  those  humble,  contrite  tears, 
Which  from  repentance  flow ; 

That  consciousness  of  guilt,  which  fears 
The  long-suspended  blow. 

3  Saviour,  to  me,  in  pity,  give 
The  sensible  distress  ; 

The  pledge  thou  wilt  at  last  receive, 

And  bid  me  die  in  peace ; — 
g  4  Wilt  from  the  dreadful  day  remove, 

Before  the  evil  come  ; 
My  spirit  hide  with  saints  above, 

My  body  in  the  tomb.  C.  Wesley 


708 HYMN  349,  350. Select. 

HYMN  349.     L.  M.    Dresden,    [b] 

Return  of  Juy. 

e   1   "WMTTIENdarknesslonghas  veiled  mymind, 
o        ▼  T     And  smiling  daj  once  more  appears, 

Then.  in\  Redeemer,  then  I  iind 

The  folly  of  my  doubts  and  fears. 

2  I  chide  my  unbelieving  heart, 
And  blush  that  I  should  ever  be 
Thus  prone  to  act  so  base  a  part, 

Or  harbour  one  hard  thought  of  thee. 

3  O,  let  me,  then,  at  length  be  taught 
(What  I  am  still  so  slow  to  learn) 
That  God  is  love,  and  changes  not, 
Nor  knows  the  shadow  of  a  turn. 

4  Sweet  truth,  and  easy  to  repeat ! 
But,  when  my  faith  is  sharply  tried, 
I  find  myself  a  learner  yet, — 
Unskilful,  weak,  and  apt  to  slide. 

5  But,  O  my  Lord,  one  look  from  thee 
Subdues  the  disobedient  will, 

Drives  doubt  and  discontent  away, 
And  thy  rebellious  worm  is  still. 

6  Thou  art  as  ready  to  forgive, 
As  I  am  ready  to  repine  ; 

Thou  therefore  all  the  praise  receive ; 

Be  shame  and  self-abhorrence  mine.    Cowper. 

HYMN  350.     L.  P.  M.     St.  Helen's.     [*] 

Fervent  Voxcs  and  Petitions. 

o  1   rriHEE  will  I  love,  my  strength  and  tower, 
-I-    Thee  will  I  love,  my  joy  and  crown  ; 
Thee  will  I  love  with  all  my  power, 
In  all  my  works,  and  thee  alone  ! 
Thee  will  I  love,  till  that  pure  fire 
Fill  my  whole  soul  with  chaste  desire. 

— 2  In  darkness  willingly  I  strayed  ; 
I  sought  thee,  yet  from  thee  I  roved  : 
For  wide  my  wandering  thoughts  were  spread, 
Thy  creatures  more  than  thee  I  loved  ; 
And  now,  if  more  at  length  I  B< 
'Tis  through  thy  light,  and  comes  from  thee. 

— 3  I  thank  thee,  Uncreated  Sun, 

That  thy  bright  beams  on  me  have  shined ; 
I  thank  thee,  who  hast  overthrown 
My  foes,  and  healed  my  wounded  mind ; 


Select. HYMN  351,  352. 709 

I  thank  thee,  whose  enlivening  voice 
Bids  my  freed  heart  in  thee  rejoice. 
4  Give  to  my  eyes  refreshing  tears ; 
Give  to  my  heart  chaste,  hallowed  fires ; 
Give  to  my  soul,  with  filial  fears, 
The  love  that  all  heaven's  host  inspires ; 
That  all  my  powers,  with  all  their  might, 
In  thy  sole  glory  may  unite. 
— 5  Thee  will  I  love,  my  joy,  my  crown ! 
Thee  will  I  love,  my  Lord,  my  God ! 
Thee  will  I  love,  though  all  may  frown, 
And  thorns  and  briers  perplex  my  road ; 
Yea,  when  my  flesh  and  heart  decay, 
Thee  shall  I  love  in  endless  day.      Moravian. 

HYMN  351.     L.  M.     Nazareth,     [b  or  *] 

A  Good,  Conscience. 

p  1   CJWEET  peace  of  conscience,  heavenly 
£3     guest ! 

Come,  fix  thy  mansion  in  my  breast ; 

Dispel  my  doubts,  my  fears  control ; 

And  heal  the  anguish  of  my  soul. 
o  2  Come,  smiling  hope,  and  joy  sincere  ; 

Come,  make  your  constant  dwelling  here  ; 

Still  let  your  presence  cheer  my  heart, 

Nor  sin  compel  you  to  depart. 

3  Thou  God  of  hope  and  peace  divine, 

Oh  !  make  these  sacred  pleasures  mine  ! 

Forgive  my  sins,  my  fears  remove, 

And  send  the  tokens  of  thy  love, 
s  4  Then  should  my  eyes,  without  a  tear, 

See  death,  with  all  its  terrors,  near ; 

My  heart  should  then  in  death  rejoice, 

And  raptures  tune  my  faltering  voice, 
g  5  Nay,  should  the  frame  of  nature  fall, 

And  flames  surround  this  earthly  ball ; 

Ev'n  then,  my  soul  without  dismay 

The  mighty  ruin  would  survey, 
s  6  Yes,  for  beyond  these  lower  skies 

New  worlds  salute  my  longing  eyes  ;      [tains, 

Blest  worlds !  wrhere  peace  her  throne  main- 

And  everlasting  glory  reigns.       Heginbotham. 

"HYMN  352.     CM.     Lanesboro\     [b  or  *] 

The  Request. 

1  XJ1ATHER,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss 
-T    Thy  sovereign  will  denies, 


710 HYMN  353. Select. 

Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  grace, 
Let  this  petition  rise  : — 

2  "  Give  me  a  calm,  a  thankful  heart, 
From  every  murmur  free  ; 

The  blessings  of  thy  grace  impart, 
And  make  me  live  to  thee. 

3  "  Let  the  sweet  hope  that  I  am  thine, 
My  life  and  death  attend  ; 

Thy  presence  through  my  journey  shine, 
And  crown  my  journey's  end."  Steele. 

HYMN  353.     8&7.     Smyrna,     [*] 

"  Yea,  though  I  walk  through  the  Valley  of  the  Shadow  of  Death,  I 
will  fear  no  Evil ."     Ps.  xxiii,  4. 

p  1    (^  ENTLY,  Lord,  O  gently  lead  us 
^J  Through  this  gloomy  vale  of  tears, 
Through  the  changes  thou'st  decreed  us, 
Till  our  last  great  change  appears, 
s  O  refresh  us  with  thy  blessing, 
O  refresh  us  with  thy  grace ; 
May  thy  mercies,  never  ceasing, 
Fit  us  for  thy  dwelling-place, 
p  2  When  temptation's  darts  assail  us, 
When  in  devious  paths  we  stray, 
Let  thy  goodness  never  fail  us, 
Lead  us  in  thy  perfect  way. 
6  O  refresh  us  with  thy  blessing,  &c. 

p  3  In  the  hour  of  pain  and  anguish, 

In  the  hour  when  death  draws  near, 
Suffer  not  our  hearts  to  languish, 

Suffer  not  our  souls  to  fear, 
s —       O  refresh  us  with  thy  blessing,  &c. 
e  4  When  this  mortal  life  is  ended, 

Bid  us  in  thine  arms  to  rest, 
o  Till  by  angel  bands  attended, 

We  awake  among  the  blest. 
s  O  refresh  us  with  thy  blessing,  &c. 

s  5  Then,  O  crown  us  with  thy  blessing, 

Through  the  triumphs  of  thy  grace  ; 
Then  shall  praises  never  ceasing 

Echo  through  thy  dwelling-place. 
O  refresh  us  with  thy  blessing,  &c. 


Select. HYMN  354,  355. 711 

HYMN  354.     L.  M.    Dresden,     [b] 

Submission, 

p  1  X1TAIT,  O  my  son],  thy  Maker's  will ! 
▼  ▼     Tumultuous  passions,  all  be  still! 
Nor  let  a  murmuring  thought  arise  ; 
His  ways  are  just,  his  counsels  wise. 

e  2  He  in  the  thickest  darkness  dwells, 
Performs  his  work,  the  cause  conceals ; 
But  though  his  methods  are  unknown, 
Judgment  and  truth  support  his  throne. 

3  In  heaven,  and  earth,  and  air,  and  seas, 
He  executes  his  firm  decrees  ; 

And  by  his  saints  it  stands  confessed, 
That  what  he  does  is  ever  best. 

4  Wait,  then,  my  soul,  submissive  wait, 
Prostrate  before  his  awful  seat : 

And  midst  the  terrors  of  his  rod, 

Trust  in  a  wise  and  gracious  God.    Beddome 

HYMN  355.     CM.    Dundee.     [*  or  b] 

Resignation. 

1  TVTAY  I  remember,  Lord,  to  thee, 
JLtJL  Whate'er  J  have  I  owe ; 

And  back,  in  gratitude,  from  me, 
May  all  thy  bounties  flow. 

2  Thy  gifts  are  only  then  enjoyed, 
When  used  as  talents  lent ; 

Those  talents  only  well  employed, 
When  in  thy  service  spent. 

3  And  though  thy  wisdom  takes  away, 
Shall  I  arraign  thy  will  ? 

o  No,  let  me  bless  thy  name,  and  say, 
"  The  Lord  is  gracious  still." 

4  A  pilgrim  through  the  earth  I  roam, 
Of  nothing  long  possessed, 

And  all  must  fail  when  I  go  home. 
For  this  is  not  my  rest. 

5  Write  but  my  name  upon  the  roll 
Of  thy  redeemed  above  ; 

Then,  heart,  and  mind,  and  strength,  and  soul, 
I'll  love  thee  for  thy  love.  Montgomery. 


1J2 HYMN  356,  357. Select. 

HYMN  356.     L.  P.  M.     Dresden,     [b] 

"  For  vr  fmn  v<>t  an  High  I'/iist  who  rnnnot  he  touched  icith  the  feel- 
ing  i if  mi r  iiijiriniiiis  ;  but  irus  in  all  points  tempted  like  as  ice  are, 
ijU  irit/iout  sin."     lleb.  iv,  15. 

e   1   Xl^HEN  gathering  clouds  around  I  view, 
▼  ▼     And  days  are  dark,  and  friends  are  few, 
On  him  I  lean,  who,  not  in  vain, 
Experienced  every  human  pain; 
He  sees  my  wants,  allays  my  fears, 
And  counts  and  treasures  up  my  tears. 

— 2  If  aught  should  tempt  my  soul  to  stray 
From  heavenly  virtue's  narrow  way, 
To  fly  the  good  I  would  pursue, 
Or  do  the  sin  I  would  not  do, 
Still  he  who  felt  temptation's  power 
Shall  guard  me  in  that  dangerous  hour. 

— 3  When  sorrowing  o'er  some  stone  I  bend, 
Which  covers  all  that  was  a  friend  ; 
And  from  his  voice,  his  hand,  his  smile, 
Divides  me — for  a  little  while, — 
Thou,  Saviour,  seest  the  tears  I  shed, 
For  thou  didst  weep  o'er  Lazarus  dead. 

— 4  And  O,  when  I  have  safely  passed 
Through  every  conflict — but  the  last, 
Still,  still  unchanging,  watch  beside 
My  painful  bed, — for  thou  hast  died  ; 
Then  point  to  realms  of  cloudless  day, 
And  wipe  the  latest  tear  away.  Grant. 

HYMN  357.     8,  7  &  4.     Tamworth.     [*] 

Divine  Faithfulness. 

e   1   TX  the  floods  of  tribulation, 

A  While  the  billows  o'er  me  roll, 

e  Jesus  whispers  consolation, 

o       And  supports  my  fainting  soul ; 

s  Hallelujah, 

Hallelujah,  praise  the  Lord. 

e  2  In  his  darkest  dispensations, 

o       Faithful  doth  rhe  Lord  appear, 
With  his  richest  consolations, 

u      To  reanimate  ancj  cheer  : 

e  Sweet  affliction, 

Thus  to  bring  mv  Saviour  near. 


Select. HYMN  358,  359. 713 

3  In  the  sacred  page  recorded 
Thus  his  word  securely  stands ; 

1  Fear  not,  I'm  in  trouble  near  thee, 

'  Nought  shall  pluck  you  from  my  hands :' 

Sweet  affliction, 
Every  word  my  love  demands.      S.  Pearce. 

HYMN  358.     L.  P.  M.    St.  Helen's,     [b] 

Prayer  for  Divine  Consolation. 

p  i  JL^ATHER  of  mercies,  God  of  love, 
Jl      O  !  hear  a  humble  suppliant's  cry ; 

o  Bend  from  thy  lofty  seat  above, 

g  Thy  throne  of  glorious  majesty  : 
O  deign  to  listen  to  my  voice, 
And  bid  my  drooping  heart  rejoice. 

2  I  urge  no  merits  of  my  own, 

No  worth  to  claim  thy  gracious  smile ; 
And  when  I  bowr  before  thy  throne, 
Dare  to  converse  with  God  awhile, 
Thy  name,  blest  Jesus,  is  my  plea, 
Dearest  and  sweetest  name  to  me ! 

p  3  Father  of  mercies,  God  of  love, 
Then  hear  thy  humble  suppliant's  cry ; 
Bend  from  thy  lofty  seat  above, 

g  Thy  throne  of  glorious  majesty  : 

One  pardoning  word  can  make  me  whole, 
And  soothe  the  anguish  of  my  soul.       Raffles. 

HYMN  359.     C.  M.    Funeral  Hymn,     [b] 

Think  upon  Me.     Neh.  v,  19. 

p  1    f~\  THOU,  from  whom  all  goodness  flows, 
V>J   I  lift  my  heart  to  thee  ; 
In  all  my  trials,  conflicts,  woes, 
Dear  Lord,  remember  me. 

2  When  groaning,  on  my  burdened  heart 
My  sins  lie  heavily : 

My  pardon  speak,  new  peace  impart, 
In  love,  remember  me. 

3  If  on  my  face,  for  thy  dear  name, 
Shame  and  reproaches  be  ; 

o  I'll  hail  reproach,  and  welcome  shame 
If  thou  remember  me. 


714 HYMN  360,  361. Select 

p  4  The  hour  Is  near — consigned  to  death, 
I  own  the  lust  decree  ; 
Saviour,  with  my  last  parting  breath, 

I'll  cry — Remember  me.  Haweis 

HYMN  360.     8  k,  7.     Smyrna,     [b] 

In  deep  JiJJiixtion. 

p  1  X^ULL  of  trembling  expectation, 

Jl      Feeling  much,  and  fearing  more 
Mighty  God  of  my  salvation, 

I  thy  timely  aid  implore  : 
Suffering  Son  of  Man,  be  near  me, 

All  my  sufferings  to  sustain, 
By  thy  sorer  griefs  to  cheer  me, 

By  thy  more  than  mortal  pain. 

—2  By  thy  most  severe  temptation, 

In  that  dark,  Satanic  hour  ; 
By  thy  last  mysterious  passion, 

Screen  me  from  the  adverse  power ; 
By  thy  fainting  in  the  garden, 

By  thy  bloody  sweat,  I  pray, 
Write  upon  my  heart  the  pardon, 

Take  my  sins  and  fears  away. 

3  By  the  travail  of  thy  spirit, 

By  thine  outcry  on  the  tree, 
By  thine  agonizing  merit, 

In  my  pangs  remember  me ! 
By  thy  death  I  thee  conjure, 

A  weak,  dying  soul  befriend  ; 
Make  me  patient  to  endure  : 

Make  me  faithful  to  the  end.        C.  Wesley. 

HYMN  361.     C.  M.     Dedham.     [b] 

Hope  in  Trouble. 

1  "V^HEN  musing  sorrow-  weeps  the  past, 

▼  ▼     And  mourns  the  present  pain, 
'Tis  sweet  to  think  of  peace  at  last, 
And  feel  that  death  is  gain. 

2  'Tis  not  that  murmuring  thoughts  arise, 
And  dread  a  Father's  will, 

'Tis  not  that  meek  submission  flies, 
And  would  not  suffer  still : — 


Select.  HYMN  362,  363. 715 

3  It  is  that  heaven-born  faith  surveys 

The  path  that  leads  to  light, 
And  longs  her  eagle  plumes  to  raise, 

And  lose  herself  in  sight. 
—4  It  is  that  hope  with  ardor  glows, 

To  see  him  face  to  face, 
Whose  dying  love  no  language  knows 

Sufficient  art  to  trace. 
5  It  is  that  harassed  conscience  feels 

The  pangs  of  struggling  sin  ; 
And  sees,  though  far,  the  hand  that  heals, 

And  ends  the  strife  within, 
s  6  O  let  me  wing  my  hallowed  flight 

From  earth-born  wo  and  care, 
And  soar  above  these  clouds  of  night, 

My  Saviour's  bliss  to  share  !  Noel, 

HYMN  362.     C.  M.    Abridge.     [*] 

Gospel  Comforts. 

p  1  XMTHEN  languor  and  disease  invade 
▼  ▼     This  trembling  house  of  clay, 
'Tis  sweet  to  look  beyond  our  cage, 
And  long  to  fly  away, 
e  2  Sweet  to  look  inward,  and  attend 
The  whispers  of  his  love  ; 
Sweet  to  look  upward  to  the  place 
Where  Jesus  pleads  above. 

3  Sweet  on  his  faithfulness  to  rest, 
Whose  love  can  never  end ; 

Sweet  on  his  covenant  of  grace, 
For  all  things  to  depend. 

4  Sweet  in  the  confidence  of  faith, 
To  trust  his  firm  decrees ; 

Sweet  to  lie  passive  in  his  hands, 
And  know  no  will  but  his. 

5  If  such  the  sweetness  of  the  streams, 
What  must  the  fountain  be, 

Where  saints  and  angels  draw  their  bliss 
Immediately  from  thee  ?  Toplady 

HYMN  363.     S.  M.     Olmutz.     [*] 
d       1  ^£7~OUR  harps,  ye  trembling  saints, 
JL    Down  from  the  willows  take  ; 


716 


HVMN  364,  365. 


Select. 


Loud  to  the  praise  of  love  divine, 
Bid  e\  i«g  awake. 

2  Though  in  a  foreign  land. 
We  are  not  Jar  from  home  ; 

And  nearer  to  our  house  above, 
We  every  moment  come. 

3  His  grace  will  to  the  end, 
Stronger  and  brighter  shine  ; 

Nor  present  things,  nor  things  to  come, 
Shall  quench  the  love  divine. 

4  Blest  is  the  man,  O  God, 
That  stays  himself  on  thee  ! 

Who  waits  for  thy  salvation,  Lord, 

Shall  thy  salvation  see.  Toplady. 


I 


HYMN  364.    P.  M.    Haddam.    [*] 

Tlie  Cross  the  Way  to  the  Crotcn. 

1   ~1~   00 K  up  to  yonder  world, 
JLi  See  myriads  round  the  throne  ! 

Each  bears  a  golden  harp, 
And  wears  a  sacred  crown : 


With  zeal  they  strike 
The  sacred  lyre, 

2  Believing  in  his  Name, 

They  in  his  footsteps  trod ; 
His  righteousness  their  hope, 
Their  only  plea  his  blood  ; 


And  strive  to  raise 
Their  praises  higher. 


Behold  his  face 


And  sing  his  love. 


Lo,  now  they  reign 
With  him  above, 

3  And  shall  we  not  aspire, 

Like  them  our  course  to  run  ? 
The  crown  if  we  would  wear, 
That  crown  must  first  be  won 


Divinely  taught, 
They  showed  the  way. 


First  to  believe 
And  then  obey. 


HYMN  365.     L.  M.    Luton.    [*] 

The  Redeemed  round  the  Throne.     Rev.  vii,  9 — 17. 

1   "        O!  round  the  throne,  at  God's  righthand, 
-L^   The  saints,  in  countless  myriads,  stand ; 
Of  every  tongue,  redeemed  to  God, 
Arrived  in  garments  washed  in  blood. 


Select. HYMN  366.  717 

2  Through  tribulation  great  they  came  ; 
They  bore  the  cross,  despised  the  shame  : 
From  all  their  labours  now  they  rest, 

In  God's  eternal  glory  blest. 

3  Hunger  and  thirst  they  feel  no  more  ; 
Nor  sin,  nor  pain,  nor  death,  deplore : 
The  tears  are  wiped  from  every  eye, 
And  sorrow  yields  to  endless  joy. 

4  They  see  their  Saviour  face  to  face, 
And  sing  the  triumphs  of  his  grace  : 
Him  day  and  night  they  ceaseless  praise, 

o  To  him  their  loud  hosannas  raise. — 
s  5  Worthy  the  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 
Through  endless  years  to  live  and  reign ! 
Thou  hast  redeemed  us  by  thy  blood, 
And  made  us  kings  and  priests  to  God ! 

HYMN  366.     7s.     Evening  Hymn.     [*] 

The  Redeemed  in  Heaven. 

1  "V\7"HAT  are  tnese  m  bright  array, 

▼  ▼     This  innumerable  throng, 
Round  the  altar  night  and  day, 
Hymning  one  triumphant  song  : 
"  Worthy  is  the  Lamb  once  slain, 
Blessing,  honour,  glory,  power, 
Wisdom,  riches,  to  obtain, 
New  dominion,  every  hour." 

2  These  through  fiery  trials  trod, 
These  from  great  affliction  came ; 
Now  before  the  throne  of  God, 
Sealed  with  his  almighty  name ; 
Clad  in  raiment  pure  and  white, 
Victor-palms  in  every  hand, 
Through  their  dear  Redeemer's  might, 
More  than  conquerors  they  stand. 

3  Hunger,  thirst,  disease  unknown, 
On  immortal  fruits  they  feed  ; 
Them,  the  Lamb  amidst  the  throne, 
Shall  to  living  fountains  lead  : 

Joy  and  gladness  banish  sighs, 
Perfect  love  dispels  all  fears, 
And  forever  from  their  eyes, 
God  shall  wipe  away  the  tears. 

19  Montgomery. 


718 HYMN  367,  368. Select. 

HYMN  3G7.     S.  M.    Lisbon.    [*] 

The  Ransom  <!  of  the  Ia>tA  shall  return,  &c.  Isa.  xxiv,  10. 

s       1  "V^OUR  happy  voices  join, 

A    And  strike  the  heavenly  song  * 
Ye  pilgrims,  in  Jehovah's  wa\  B 
With  music  puss  along. 
e       2  How  straight  the  path  appears  ! 
How  open  and  how  fair ! 
No  lurking  gins  t'  entrap  our  feet — 
No  fierce  destroyer  there, 
b       3  But  flowers  of  paradise 
In  rich  profusion  spring  ; 
The  sun  of  glory  gilds  the  path 
And  dear  companions  sing, 
s       4  See  Salem's  golden  spires, 
In  beauteous  prospect  rise  ; 
And  brighter  crowns  than  mortals  wear, 
Far  sparkle  through  the  skies. 
u       5  All  honour  to  his  name, 

Who  marks  the  shining  way; 
To  him,  who  leads  the  pilgrims  on 
To  realms  of  endless  day. 
Doddridge  altered. 

HYMN  368.     S.  M.    St.  Thomas.     [*] 

Tlie  Christian's  Warfare. 

o       1   ^OLDIERSof  Christ,  arise, 
l3  And  put  your  armour  on, 
Strong  in  the  strength  which  God  supplies 
Through  his  eternal  Son  ; 
2  Strong  in  the  Lord  of  Hosts, 
And  in  his  mighty  power  ; 
Who  in  the  strength  of  Jesus  trusts, 
Is  more  than  conqueror. 
u       3  Stand  then  in  his  great  might, 
With  all  his  strength  endued ; 
But  take  to  arm  you  for  the  fight, 
The  panoply  of  God  : — 
4  That  having  all  things  done, 
And  all  your  conflicts  past, 
Ye  may  overcome  through  Christ  alone, 
And  stand  entire  at  last. 
s       5  From  strength  to  strength  go  on, 
Wrestle,  and  fight,  and  pray, 
Tread  all  the  powers  of  darkness  down, 
And  win  the  well-fought  day. 


Select. HVMN  369,  370. 719 

6  Still  let  the  Spirit  cry 

In  all  his  soldiers,  "  Come,1' 
Till  Christ  the  Lord  descend  from  high, 
And  take  the  conquerors  home.  C.  Wesley, 

HYMN  369.     C.  P.  M.     Rapture.     [*] 

The  beatific  Vision. 

1   f~^  OME  on,  my  partners  in  distress, 

Vy    Companions  through  the  wilderness, 

Who  still  your  bodies  feel  ; 
Awhile  forget  your  griefs  and  fears, 
And  Took  beyond  this  vale  of  tears, 

To  that  celestial  hill, 
s  2  Beyond  the  bounds  of  time  and  space 
Look  forward  to  that  heavenly  place, 

The  saints'  secure  abode  ; 
On  faith's  strong  eagle  pinions  rise, 
And  force  your  passage  to  the  skies, 

And  scale  the  mount  of  God. 
p  3  We  suffer  with  our  Master  here — 
s  But  shall  before  his  face  appear, 

And  by  his  side  sit  down ; 
To  patient  faith  the  prize  is  sure ; 
And  all  that  to  the  end  endure 

The  cross,  shall  wear  the  crown. 

4  The  great  mysterious  Deity, 
We  soon  with  open  face  shall  see : 

The  beatific  sight 
u  Shall  fill  heaven's  sounding  courts  with  praise, 
And  wide  diffuse  the  golden  blaze 
Of  everlasting  light. 

5  The  Father  shining  on  his  throne, 
The  glorious  co-eternal  Son, 

The  Spirit,  one  and  seven, 
o  Conspire  our  rapture  to  complete ; 

And  lo !  we  fall  before  his  feet, 
e       And  silence  heightens  heaven, 
d  6  In  hope  of  that  ecstatic  pause, 
Jesus,  we  now  sustain  the  cross, 

And  at  thy  footstool  fall ; 
Till  thou  our  hidden  life  reveal, 
Till  thou  our  ravished  spirits  fill, 

o      And  God  be  all  in  all ! C.  Wesley. 

HYMN  370.     CM.    Bray.     [*] 

The  near  Approach  of  Salvation. 

s  1    SERVANTS  of  God,  awake!  arise' 
^   And  lift  your  voices  high  : 


720 HYMN  371,  372. Select 

Praise  and  adore  that  boundless  love, 

Which  brings  salvation  nigh. 
2  Swift  oo  the  wings  of  time  it  if. 

Bach  moment  brings  it  near ; 
Then  gladlj  view  each  closing  day, 

Gladh  each  closing  year. 
e  3  For  few,  indeed,  their  round  shall  run, 

Few  future  mornin 
Ere  all  its  glories  stand  revealed 

To  our  admiring  eyes. 
s  4  Ye  wheels  of  nature,  speed  your  course  : 

Ye  mortal  powers,  decay  : 
Fast  as  ye  bring  the  night  of  death, 

Ye  bring  eternal  day. Pratt's  Col 

HYMN  371.     S.  M.     Olmutz.     [*] 

Exhortation  to  Praise  and  'Ilianksgiring. 

u       1    ^TAND  up  and  bless  the  Lord, 
^3  Ye  people  of  his  choice  : 
Stand  up  and  bless  the  Lord  your  God, 
With  heart  and  soul  and  voice. 

2  Though  high  above  all  praise, 
Above  all  blessing  high, 

Who  would  not  fear  his  holy  name, 
And  laud,  and  magnify  ? 

3  O  for  the  living  flame 
From  his  own  altar  brought, 

To  touch  our  lips,  our  souls  inspire, 
And  wing  to  heaven  our  thought. 
b       4  There  with  benign  regard 

Our  hymns  he  deigns  to  hear ; 
Though  unrevealed  to  mortal  sense, 
The  spirit  feels  him  near. 
u      5  God  is  our  strength  and  song, 
And  his  salvation  ours; 
Then  be  his  love  in  Christ  proclaimed 
With  all  our  ransomed  powers. 
6  Stand  up  and  bless  the  Lord, 
The  Lord  your  God  adore  : 
Stand  up  and  bless  his  glorious  Name, 

Henceforth,  for  evermore.      Montgomery 

HYMN  872.     8  &  7.     Granville.     [*] 

Come,  and  help  us. 

g   1   XT  ARK!  what  mean  those  lamentations 
-CI    Rollins  sadly  through  the  sky  ? 
Tis  the  cry  of  heathen  nations— 
"  Come  and  help  us.  or  we  die  !" 


Select. HYMN  373,  374. T2± 

2  Hear  the  heathens'  sad  complaining, 
Christians  !  hear  their  dying  cry  : 

And,  the  love  of  Christ  constraining, 

Haste  to  help  them,  ere  they  die.    Cawood. 

HYMN  373.     8,  7  &  4.     Tamworth.     [*] 

Prayer  for  the  Heathen. 

p  1    ^\'ER  the  realms  of  pagan  darkness, 
V>7   Let  the  eye  of  pity  gaze  ; 
See  the  kindreds  of  the  people, 
Lost  in  sin's  bewildering  maze  : 

Darkness  brooding — 
On  the  face  of  all  the  earth, 
s  2  Light  of  them  who  sit  in  error  ! 

Rise  and  shine,  thy  blessings  bring ; 
Light,  to  lighten  all  the  Gentiles ! 
Rise  with  healing  in  thy  wing : 

To  thy  brightness — 
Let  all  kings  and  nations  come. 
— 3  Let  the  heathen,  now  adoring 
Idol-gods  of  wood  and  stone, 
Come,  and,  worshipping  before  him, 
Serve  the  living  God  alone. 

Let  thy  glory- 
Fill  the  earth  as  floods  the  sea. 
s  4  Thou !  to  whom  all  power  is  given, 
Speak  the  word  !  at  thy  command, 
Let  the  company  of  preachers 

Spread  thy  name  from  land  to  land : 

Lord !  be  with  them — 
Always,  till  time's  latest  end ! 

HYMN  374.     L.  M.     Angels'  Hymn,     [b  or  *] 

The  Gathering  of  the  Gentiles. 

o  1    rjlHE  heathen  perish  :  day  by  day, 

-«-    Thousands  on  thousands  pass  away ! 

O  Christians!  to  their  rescue  fly, 

Preach  Jesus  to  them  ere  they  die. 
— 2  Wealth,  labour,  talents,  freely  give, 

Yea,  life  itself,  that  they  may  live  ; 

What  hath  your  Saviour  done  for  you  ? 

And  what  for  him  will  ye  not  do  ? 
u  3  Thou  Spirit  of  the  Lord,  go  forth, 

Call  in  the  south,  wake  up  the  north; 

Of  every  clime,  from  sun  to  sun, 

Gather  God's  children  into  one.  Montgomery 


722 HYMN  375,  376. Select 

HYMN  375.     7  &  6.     Missionary  Hymn.     [*] 

Co  m<  over  an  (I  h  1 1 j>  us. 

1    1^1  ROM  Greenland's  icy  mountains, 

-I-      From  India's  coral  strand, 
^  here  Afric's  sunny  fountains 

Roll  down  their  golden  sand, 
From  many  an  ancient  river, 

From  man)  a  palmy  plain, 
They  call  us  to  deliver 

Their  land  from  error's  chain, 
p  2  What  though  the  spicy  breezes 

Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle, 
Though  every  prospect  pleases, 

And  only  man  is  vile  ; 
In  vain  with  lavish  kindness 

The  gifts  of  God  are  strown  ; 
The  heathen,  in  his  blindness, 

Bows  down  to  wood  and  stone. 
— 3  Shall  we,  whose  souls  are  lighted 

With  wisdom  from  on  high, 
Shall  we  to  men  benighted 

The  lamp  of  life  deny? 
s  Salvation  !  O  Salvation  ! 

The  joyful  sound  proclaim, 
Till  earth's  remotest  nation 

Has  learned  Messiah's  name. 
4  Waft,  waft,  ye  winds,  his  story, 

And  you,  ye  waters,  roll, 
Till,  like  a  sea  of  glory, 

It  spreads  from  pole  to  poie ; 
Till  o'er  our  ransomed  nature, 

The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 
Redeemer,  Kine,  Creator, 

In  bliss  returns  to  reign.  Bishop  Heber. 

HYMN  376.     L.  M.     Wijickelsea.     [*] 
u  1    SOVEREIGN    of  worlds!    display   thy 
^5       power, 
Be  this  thy  Zion's  favoured  hour : 
Bid  the  bright  morning  star  arise, 
And  point  the  nations  to  the  skies. 
2  Set  up  thy  throne  where  Satan  reigns, 
On  Afric's  shore,  in  India's  plains, 
On  wilds  and  continents  unknown ; 
And  make  the  universe  thine  own. 


Select. HYMN  377,  378. 723 

3  Speak !  and  the  world  shall  hear  thy  voice, 
Speak  !  and  the  desert  shall  rejoice  : 
Scatter  the  gloom  of  heathen  night, 
And  bid  all  nations  hail  the  light. 

HYMN  377.    P.  M.    Haddam.    [*] 

Increase  of  tlte  Church. 

g  1  ~Vy  ISE,  gracious  God  !  and  shine 

JLV  In  all  thy  saving  might : 

And  prosper  each  design, 

To  spread  thy  glorious  light : 
Let  healing  streams  of  mercy  flow, 
That  all  the  earth  thy  truth  may  know. 

u  2  Put  forth  thy  glorious  power  ! 
The  nations  then  will  see, 
And  earth  present  her  store 
In  converts  born  of  thee  : 
God,  our  own  God,  his  church  will  bless, 
And  earth  shall  yield  her  full  increase. 

HYMN  378.     C.  M.     Westmoreland.     [*] 

Prayer  for  the  Reign  of  Christ. 

g  1    TESUS,  Immortal  King,  arise  ! 
•J    Rise  and  assert  thy  sway  ; 
Till  earth,  subdued,  its  tribute  brings, 
And  distant  lands  obey. 
u  2  Ride  forth,  victorious  Conqueror,  ride. 
Till  all  thy  foes  submit, 
And  all  the  powers  of  hell  resign 
Their  trophies  at  thy  feet ! 

3  Send  forth  thy  word,  and  let  it  fly, 

This  spacious  earth  around  ; 
Till  every  soul  beneath  the  sun 

Shall  hear  the  joyful  sound  ! 

— 4  Oh  may  the  great  Redeemer's  name 
Through  every  clime  be  knowm ! 
And  heathen  gods,  like  Dagon,  fall, 
And  Jesus  reign  alone. 

s  5  From  sea  to  sea,  from  shore  to  shore. 
May  Jesus  be  adored  ! 
And  earth,  with  all  her  millions  shout, 

Hosannas  to  the  Lord.  Pratt's  Col 


724 HYMN  379—381. Select. 

HYMN  379.    P.M.    Haddam.    [*] 

Prayer  for  the  Coming  of  the  Kingdom  of  God. 

s   1  T>  ISE,  Sun  of  Glory,  rise  ! 

JLV  And  chase  those  shades  of  night 
Which  now  obscure  the  skies, 
And  hide  the  sacred  light : 
Oh  chase  those  dismal  shades  away, 
And  bring  the  bright  millennial  day. 
— 2  Send  now  thy  Spirit  down 
On  all  the  nations,  Lord  ! 
With  great  success  to  crown 
The  preaching  of  thy  word  : 
That  heathen  lands  may  own  thy  sway, 
And  cast  their  idol-gods  away. 
— 3  Then  shall  thy  kingdom  come 
Among  our  fallen  race, 
And  the  whole  earth  become 
The  temple  of  thy  grace  ; 
Whence  pure  devotion  shall  ascend, 
And  songs  of  praise,  till  time  shall  end. 

Pratt's  Col 

HYMN  380.     H.  M.    DarwelVs.     [*] 

Prayer  for  the  Conversion  of  the  World. 

g       1   SOVEREIGN  of  worlds  above, 
^3  And  Lord  of  all  below, 
Thy  faithfulness  and  love, 
Thy  power  and  mercy  show : 
Fulfill  thy  word,         I  Let  heathens  live, 
Thy  Spirit  give  ;         |  And  praise  the  Lord. 
—     2  Few  be  the  years  that  roll, 
Ere  all  shall  worship  thee  ; 
The  travail  of  his  soul 
Soon  let  the  Saviour  see : 


O  God  of 


-1 


Fill  earth  with  joy, 


Thy  power  employ  ;     And  heaven  with  praise, 
HYMN  381.    L.  M.    Luton.     [*] 

For  the  Influence  of  the  Spirit  on  the  Word. 

1    f\  SPIRIT  of  the  living  God  ! 

V_>J   In  all  the  fulness  of  thy  grace, 
Wliere'er  the  foot  of  man  hath  trod, 
Descend  on  our  apostate  race. 


Select. HYMN  382,  383. 725 

2  Give  tongues  of  fire  and  hearts  of  love 

To  preach  the  reconciling  word  : 

Give  power  and  unction  from  above, 

Whene'er  the  joyful  sound  is  heard. 
— 3  Be  darkness,  at  thy  coming,  light, 

Confusion,  order,  in  thy  path  ; 
o  Souls  without  strength,  inspire  with  might  ; 

Bid  mercy  triumph  over  wrath  ! 
— 4  Baptize  the  nations  !  far  and  nigh, 

The  triumphs  of  the  cross  record  ; 

The  name  of  Jesus  glorify, 

Till  every  kindred  call  him  Lord. 

5  God  from  eternity  hath  willed — 

"  All  flesh  shall  my  salvation  see  :" 

So  be  the  Father's  love  fulfilled, 

The  Saviour's  sufferings  crowned  by  thee ! 

Montgomery. 

HYMN  382.     C.  M.    Broomsgrove.    [*] 

To  the  Holy  Spirit. 

— 1    CJPIRIT  of  power  and  might,  behold 
£5  A  world  by  sin  destroyed  : 
Creator  Spirit,  as  of  old, 
Move  on  the  formless  void, 
g  2  Give  thou  the  word  :  that  healing  sound 
Shall  quell  the  deadly  strife, 
And  earth  again,  like  Eden  crowned, 
Bring  forth  the  Tree  of  Life, 
s  3  If  sang  the  morning  stars  for  joy, 
When  nature  rose  to  view, 
What  strains  will  angel-harps  employ, 
When  thou  shalt  all  renew ! 

HYMN  383.     8,  7,&4.     Tamworth.     [*] 

1  ^TITHO,  but  thou,  almighty  Spirit, 

▼  T     Can  the  heathen  world  reclaim  ? 
Men  may  preach,  but  till  thou  favour, 
Pagans  will  be  still  the  same. 

Mighty  Spirit! 
Witness  to  the  Saviour's  name. 

2  Thou  hast  promised,  by  the  prophets, 
Glorious  light  in  latter  days : 

Come  and  bless  bewildered  nations, 
Change  our  prayers  and  tears  to  praise. 

Promised  Spirit ! 
Round  the  world  diffuse  thy  rays. 


726 HYMN  384,  385. Select. 

3  All  our  hopes,  and  prayers,  and  labours, 

Must  be  vain  without  thine  aid  ; 
But  thou  wilt  not  disappoint  us — 

All  is  true  that  thou  hast  said  : 
Faithful  Spirit! 
O'er  the  world  thine  influence  shed. 

HYMN  384.    CM.     Tolland.     [*] 

For  Millennial  Days. 

s   1    CJEND  forth  thy  word,  and  let  it  fly, 
C3  Armed  with  thy  Spirit's  power ; 
Ten  thousands  shall  confess  its  sway, 
And  bless  the  saving  hour ! 

2  Beneath  the  influence  of  thy  grace 
The  barren  waste  shall  rise  : 

With  sudden  green  and  fruits  arrayed — 
A  blooming  paradise. 

3  Peace,  with  her  olive  crown,  shall  stretch 
Her  wings  from  shore  to  shore ; 

The  nations  of  the  earth  shall  hear 
The  sound  of  war  no  more. 

4  Lord  !  for  those  days  we  wait :  those  days 
Are  in  thy  word  foretold  : 

Fly  swifter,  sun  and  stars,  and  bring 

This  promised  age  of  gold. 
o  5  Amen  !  with  joy  divine,  let  earth's 

Unnumbered  myriads  cry ! 
Amen  !  with  joy  divine,  let  heaven's 

Unnumbered  choirs  reply. 

HYMN  385.     8,  7,  &  4.     Tamworth.     [*] 

Restoration  and  Glory  of  the  Church. 

g  1  /^N  the  mountain's  top  appearing, 
V>F  Lo  !  the  sacred  herald  stands  ; 
Welcome  news  to  Zion  bearing, 
Zion  long  in  hostile  lands. 
Drooping  captive  ! — 
God  himself  will  loose  thy  bands. 
— 2  God,  thy  God,  will  now  restore  thee  : 
He  himself  appears  thy  friend  : 
All  thy  foes  shall  flee  before  thee ; 
Here  their  boasts  and  triumphs  end  : 

Great  deliverance — 
Zion's  King  vouchsafes  to  send. 


Select. HYMN  386,  387. 727 

3  Enemies  no  more  shall  trouble, 
All  thy  wrongs  shall  be  redressed  : 

"  For  thy  shame  thou  shalt  have  double," 
In  thy  Maker's  favour  blessed : 

All  thy  conflicts — 
End  in  one  eternal  rest.  Kelly. 

HYMN  386.     C.  M.     Christmas.     [*] 

Restoration  of  Israel. 

s   1  *p|AUGHTER  of  Zion  !  from  the  dust 
JLJ  Exalt  thy  fallen  head  ; 
Again  in  thy  Redeemer  trust ; 
He  calls  thee  from  the  dead. 
s  2  Awake,  awake,  put  on  thy  strength, 
Thy  beautiful  array : 
The  day  of  freedom  dawns  at  length, 
The  Lord's  appointed  day. 

— 3  Rebuild  thy  walls,  thy  bounds  enlarge, 
And  send  thy  heralds  forth  : 
Say  to  the  south,  "  Give  up  thy  charge, 
And  keep  not  back,  O  north." 

s  4  They  come,  they  come — thine  exiled  bands, 
Where'er  they  rest  or  roam, 
Have  heard  thy  voice  in  distant  lands, 
And  hasten  to  their  home.        Montgomery. 

HYMN  387.     8,  7,  &  4.     Tamworth.     [*] 

Spread  of  the  Gospel. 

1  "V7"ES  !  we  trust  the  day  is  breaking  ; 

A    Joyful  times  are  near  at  hand  ;. 
God — the  mighty  God  is  speaking 
By  his  Word,  in  every  land  ; 

When  he  chooses, 
Darkness  flies  at  his  command. 

2  While  the  foe  becomes  more  daring, 
While  he  enters  like  a  flood, 

God,  the  Saviour,  is  preparing 
Means  to  spread  his  truth  abroad : 

Every  language 
Soon  shall  tell  the  love  of  God. 

3  God  of  Jacob,  high  and  glorious, 
Let  thy  people  see  thy  hand : 


728 HYMN  388,  389. Select, 

Let  the  gospel  be  victorious, 
Through  the  world — in  every  land ; 

Then  shall  idols 
Perish,  Lord — at  thy  command.  Kelly. 

HYMN  388.     H.  M.    DanvelPs.     [*] 
s      1   f~\  ZION,  tune  thy  voice, 

V>J  And  raise  thy  hands  on  high  : 
Tell  all  the  earth  thy  joys, 
And  boast  salvation  nigh. 

Cheerful  in  God, 

Arise  and  shine, 

While  rays  divine 

Stream  all  abroad. 
2  He  gilds  thy  mourning  face 
With  beams  that  cannot  fade  ; 
His  all-resplendent  grace 
He  pours  around  thy  head. 

The  nations  round 

Thy  form  shall  view, 

With  lustre  new 

Divinely  crowned. 
u     3  In  honour  to  his  name, 
Reflect  that  sacred  light ; 
And  loud  that  grace  proclaim, 
Which  makes  thy  darkness  bright : 

Pursue  his  praise, 

Till  sovereign  love 

In  worlds  above 

The  glory  raise. 
4  There  on  his  holy  hill 
A  brighter  sun  shall  rise, 
And  with  his  radiance  fill 
Those  fairer,  purer  skies ; 

While  round  his  throne, 

Ten  thousand  stars, 

In  nobler  spheres, 

His  influence  own.  Doddridge. 

HYMN  389.     7  k  6.     Romaine.     [*] 
o     1    TTAIL  to  the  Lord's  anointed  ! 
Al   Great  David's  greater  son  ; 
Hail  in  the  time  appointed, 
His  reign  on  earth  begun ! 
He  comes  to  break  oppression, 
To  set  the  captive  free, 


Select. HYMN  390. 729 

To  take  away  transgression, 

And  rule  in  equity. 
—    2  He  comes,  with  succor  speedy 

To  those  who  suffer  wrong ; 
To  help  the  poor  and  needy, 

And  bid  the  weak  be  strong ; 
To  give  them  songs  for  sighing, 

Their  darkness  turn  to  light, 
Whose  souls,  condemned  and  dying, 

Were  precious  in  his  sight. 
3  For  him  shall  prayer  unceasing, 

And  daily  vows  ascend ; 
His  kingdom  still  increasing, 

A  kingdom  without  end  : 
The  mountain-dews  shall  nourish 

A  seed  in  weakness  sown, 
Whose  fruit  shall  spread  and  flourish, 

And  shade  like  Lebanon, 
s       4  O'er  every  foe  victorious, 

He  on  his  throne  shall  rest, 
From  age  to  age  more  glorious, 

All-blessing  and  all-blest: 
The  tide  of  time  shall  never 

His  covenant  remove ; 
His  name  shall  stand  for  ever ; 

That  name  to  us  is — Love.  Montgomery. 


HYMN  390.     7s.     Pilgrim.     [*] 

Jesus  shall  reign. 

g  1  XT  ARK!  the  Song  of  Jubilee, 

XX  Loud — as  mighty  thunders  roar  : 
Or  the  fulness  of  the  sea, 
When  it  breaks  upon  the  shore — 

2  Hallelujah  !  for  the  Lord, 
God  Omnipotent,  shall  reign  : 
Hallelujah !  let  the  word 
Echo  round  the  earth  and  main. 

3  Hallelujah  !  hark  !  the  sound, 
From  the  centre  to  the  skies, 
Wakes,  above,  beneath,  around, 
All  creation's  harmonies ! 

4  See  Jehovah's  banners  furled, 
Sheathed  his  sword  !  He  speaks — 'tis  done, 
And  the  kingdoms  of  this  world 

Are  the  kingdom  of  his  Son. 

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730 HYMN  391—393. Select 

5  He  shall  reign  from  pole  to  pole 

With  illimitable  sway : 
g  He  shall  reign,  when,  like  a  scroll, 

Yonder  heavens  have  passed  away ! 
— 6  Then  the  end — beneath  his  rod, 

Man's  last  enemy  shall  fall : 
s  Hallelujah !  Christ  in  God, 

God  in  Christ,  is  All  in  All.  Montgomery. 

HYMN  391.     L.  M.     Park  Street.     [*] 

The  Redeemer  reigns. 

u  1    CJING,  for  the  blest  Redeemer  reigns, 

^5  Thro'  distant  lands  his  triumphs  spread ; 

And  sinners,  freed  from  endless  pains, 

Own  him  their  Saviour  and  their  Head. 
— 2  His  sons  and  daughters  from  afar, 

Daily  at  Zion's  gates  arrive  ; 

Those  who  were  dead  in  sin  before, 

By  sovereign  grace  are  made  alive. 
u  3  Oh  may  his  conquests  still  increase, 

And  every  foe  his  arm  subdue  ; 

While  angels  celebrate  his  praise, 

And  saints  his  glowing  glories  shew. 
s  4  Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lamb, 

From  all  below  and  all  above  ; 

In  lofty  songs  exalt  his  name, 

In  songs  as  lasting  as  his  love. 

HYMN  392.     7s.    Alcester.     [*] 

J(sus  reigns. 

s   1  X¥7"AKE  the  song  of  jubilee, 
▼  ▼     Let  it  echo  o'er  the  sea  ! 
Now  is  come  the  promised  hour ; 
Jesus  reigns  with  sovereign  power  ! 

2  All  ye  nations,  join  and  sing, 
Christ,  of  lords  and  kings,  is  King ; 
Let  it  sound  from  shore  to  shore, 
Jesus  reigns  for  evermore. 

3  Now  the  desert  lands  rejoice  ; 
And  the  islands  join  their  voice  : 
Yea,  the  whole  creation  sings, 
Jesus  is  the  King  of  kings. 

HYMN  393.     8,  7,  &  4.     Tamworth.     [*] 

Encouragement  to  Missi  narics. 

1  1VTEN  of  God  !  go  take  your  stations  ! 
ItJl  Darkness  reigns  throughout  the  earth : 


Select. HYMN  394,  395. 731 

o  Go,  proclaim  among  the  nations 
Joyful  news  of  heavenly  birth : 

Bear  the  tidings — 
Of  the  Saviour's  matchless  worth  ! 
2  When  exposed  to  fears  and  dangers, 

Jesus  will  his  own  defend ; 
Borne  afar  midst  foes  and  strangers, 
Jesus  will  appear  your  Friend  ; 

And  his  presence — 
Shall  be  with  you  to  the  end.  Kelly. 

HYMN  394.     7  &  6.     Romaine.     [*] 

1  "O  OLL  on,  thou  mighty  ocean  ! 
JtX  And  as  thy  billows  flow, 

Bear  messengers  of  mercy 

To  every  land  below. 
Arise,  ye  gales  !  and  waft  them 

Safe  to  the  destined  shore ; 
That  man  may  sit  in  darkness, 

And  death's  black  shade,  no  more. 

2  O  thou  Eternal  Ruler  ! 
Who  holdest  in  thine  arm 

The  tempests  of  the  ocean, 

Protect  them  from  all  harm ! 
Thy  presence  e'er  be  with  them, 

Wherever  they  may  be  ; 
Though  far  from  us  who  love  them, 

Still  let  them  be  with  thee. 

HYMN  395.     7s.     Pilgrim.     [*] 
u  1   /^1  O  !  ye  messengers  of  God, 

V7T  Like  the  beams  of  morning,  fly ; 

Take  the  wonder-working  rod, 

Wave  the  Banner-Cross  on  high ! 

2  Where  th'  aspirant  minaret 

Gleams  along  the  morning  skies, 

Wave  it  till  the  crescent  set, 

And  the  "  Star  of  Jacob"  rise. 
— 3  Go  !  to  many  a  tropic  isle, 

In  the  bosom  of  the  deep, 

Where  the  skies  for  ever  smile, 

And  th'  oppressed  for  ever  weep  ! 
— 4  O'er  the  negro's  night  of  care 

Pour  the  living;  light  of  heaven; 

Chase  away  the  fiend  despair, 

Bid  him  hope  to  be  forgiven  ! 


IS* HYMN  396,  397.  Select 

s  5  Where  the  golden  gates  of  dag 

Open  on  the  palmy  east, 
Wide  the  bleeding  cross  display, 
Spread  the  gospel's  richest  least. 
— 6  Circumnavigate  the  hall, 
Visit  every  soil  and  sea  : 
Preach  the  cross  of  Christ  to  all — 
Jesus'  love  is  full  and  free.  /.  Marsden. 

HYMN  396.     8,  7,  &  4.     Tarn  worth.     [*] 

Farticell  to  Missionaries. 

s   1   /^1  O,  ye  heralds  of  salvation, 

VT  Go,  proclaim  redeeming  blood; 
Publish  to  that  barbarous  nation, 
Peace  and  pardon  from  our  God ; 

Tell  the  heathen, 
None  but  Christ  can  do  them  good. 
— 2  While  the  gospel  trump  you're  sounding, 
May  the  Spirit  seal  the  word, 
And,  through  sovereign  grace  abounding, 
Heathen  bow  and  own  the  Lord ; 

Idols  leaving, 
God  alone  shall  be  adored. 
— 3  Distant  though  our  souls  are  blending, 
Still  our  hearts  are  warm  and  true  ; 
In  our  prayers  to  heaven  ascending, 
Brethren — we'll  remember  you  ; 

Heaven  preserve  you, 
Safely  all  your  journey  through. 
4  When  your  mission  here  is  finished, 

And  your  work  on  earth  is  done, 
May  your  souls,  by  grace  replenished, 
Find  acceptance  through  the  Son  ; 

Thence  admitted. 

Dwell  for  ever  near  his  throne. 

u  5  Loud  hosannas  now  resounding, 

—     Make  the  heavenly  arches  ring  : 

Grace  to  sinful  men  abounding, 

Ransomed  millions  sweetly  sing; 

While  with  rapture, 
All  adore  their  heavenly  King.        Baldwin. 

HYMN  397.     8,  7,  &  4.  Smyrna,     [b] 

Missionaries'  Famct  11. 

\)  1   "X^-ES*  my  native-land,  I  love  thee; 
JL    All  thy  scenes  I  love  them  well, 


Select. HYMN  398. 7£3 

Friends,  connexions,  happy  country ! 
Can  I  bid  you  all  farewell  ? 

Can  I  leave  you, 
Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell  ? 

2  Home  !  thy  joys  are  passing  lovely  ; 
Joys  no  stranger-heart  can  tell ! 

Happy  home !  'tis  sure  I  love  thee  ! 
Can  I — can  I  say — Farewell  ? 

Can  I  leave  thee, 
Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell  ? 

3  Scenes  of  sacred  peace  and  pleasure, 
Holy  days  and  Sabbath  bell, 

d  Richest,  brightest,  sweetest  treasure  ! 
Can  I  say  a  last  Farewell  ? 

Can  I  leave  you, 
Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell  ? 
s  4  Yes !  I  hasten  from  you  gladly, 
From  the  scenes  I  love  so  well ! 
Far  away,  ye  billows,  bear  me ; 
Lovely  native  land,  farewell ! 

Pleased  I  leave  thee, 
Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell. 

5  In  the  deserts  let  me  labour, 
On  the  mountains  let  me  tell, 

How  he  died — the  blessed  Saviour — 
To  redeem  a  world  from  hell ! 

Let  me  hasten 
Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell. 

6  Bear  me  on,  thou  restless  ocean ; 
Let  the  winds  my  canvass  swell — 

Heaves  my  heart  with  warm  emotion, 
While  I  go  far  hence  to  dwell. 
o  Glad  I  bid  thee, 

Native  land  ! — Farewell — Farewell ! 

S.  F.  Smith. 

HYMN  398.     L.  M.     Winchelsea.     [*] 

G  lory  awaiting  faithful  Missionaries. 

g  1  Xjl  TERNAL  Lord  !  from  land  to  land, 
-B_i    Shall  echo  thine  all-glorious  name, 
Till  kingdoms  bow  at  thy  command, 
And  every  lip  thy  praise  proclaim. 
2  Exalted  high,  on  every  shore, 
The  banner  of  the  cross,  unfurled, 
Shall  summon  thousands  to  adore 
The  Saviour  of  a  ransomed  world. 
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734 H  i  M.\  .399,  400. Select. 

s  3  Thousands  shall  join  thy  pilgrim  hand, 
And,  by  that  sacred  standard  led, 
Press  forward  to  Immanuel's  land. 
Nor  fear  the  thorn}  path  to  tread. 

4  Triumphant  over  even  foe. 
Their  ransomed  numbers  shall  move  on, 
To  that  blest  world  where  sin  and  woe 
Shall  never  mingle  with  their  song. 

HYMN  399.     L.  M.     Angel's  Hymn,     [bor*] 

For  Missionary  jUs&ociatiems. 

g  1     \  SSEMBLED  at  thy  great  command, 

-£jL  Before  thy  face,  dread  King,  we  stand  ; 
The  voice  that  marshalled  every  star, 
Has  called  thy  people  from  alar. 
— 2  We  meet,  through  distant  lands  to  spread 
The  truth  for  which  the  martyrs  bled ; 
Along  the  line — to  either  pole — 
The  thunder  of  thy  praise  to  roll. 

3  First  bow  our  hearts  beneath  thy  sway ; 
Then  give  thy  growing  empire  way, 
O'er  wastes  of  sin — o'er  fields  of  blood- 
Till  all  mankind  shall  be  subdued. 

4  Our  prayers  assist — accept  our  praise — 
Our  hopes  revive — our  courage  raise — 
Our  counsels  aid — and  oh!  impart, 

The  single  eye — the  faithful  heart.       Collyer. 

HYMN  400.     L.  M.    Duke  Street     [*] 

Jrtirc  Bcnirohnce  in  Imitation  of  Christ. 

o  1  "VITHEN  from  the  glorious  realms  of  day, 
▼  ▼     On  wings  of  love,  the  Saviour  flew, 
He  walked  through  mercy's  heavenly  way, 
And  bade  the  world  his  steps  pursue. 

p  2  The  blind,  the  lame,  his  power  confessed  , 
The  dumb  broke  forth  in  grateful  strains ; 
He  cave  the  wearied  spirit  rest, 
And  loosed  the  prisoner  from  his  chains. 

— 9   And  shall  not  they  whose  lips  resound 
The  matchless  deeds  the  Saviour  wrought, 
Like  him  in  charity  abound, 
And  practise  what  his  roodness  taught  ? 

— 4  Ye  who  his  grace  so  freely  share, 
Your  willing  aid  as  freely  give  : 
Your  lively  faith  and  love  declare, 
And  in  his  sacred  precepts  live. 


Select. HYMN  401,  403. 735 

u  5  Honour  your  Saviour,  speak  his  praise ; 
By  acts  of  love  his  grace  proclaim  ; 
Sweet  anthems  to  his  glory  raise, 
And  in  hosannas  sound  his  name. 

HYMN  401.     L.  P.  M.     Palestine,     [b] 

Saturday  Eccning. 

e  1   CJWEET  is  the  last,  the  parting  ray, 
^3     That  ushers  placid  evening  in ; 
When  with  the  still,  expiring  day, 
The  Sabbath's  peaceful  hours  begin  *Y 
How  grateful  to  the  anxious  breast 
The  sacred  hours  of  holy  rest ! 

— 2  Hushed  is  the  tumult  of  the  day, 
And  wTorldly  cares  and  business  cease  ; 
While  soft  the  vesper  breezes  play, 
To  hymn  the  glad  return  of  peace  : 
Delightful  season  !  kindly  given 
To  turn  the  wandering  thoughts  to  heaven. 

— 3  Oft  as  this  peaceful  hour  shall  come, 
Lord,  raise  my  thoughts  from  earthly  things, 
And  bear  them  to  my  heavenly  home, 
On  faith  and  hope's  celestial  wings, — 
Till  the  last  gleam  of  life  decay, 
In  one  eternal  Sabbath-day. 

HYMN  402.    P.M.     Haddam.     [*] 

Lord's  Day. 

s       1   CHILDREN  of  God,  awake, 
^-^   And  hail  this  sacred  day ; 
In  loftiest  songs  of  praise 
Your  grateful  homage  pay  ; 
Come,  bless  the  day  that  God  hath  blest, 
The  type  of  heaven's  eternal  rest. 
2  On  this  auspicious  morn 
The  Lord  of  life  arose  ; 
u      He  burst  the  bars  of  death, 

And  vanquished  all  our  foes  ; 
— And  now  he  pleads  our  cause  above, 

And  reaps  the  fruit  of  all  his  love. 
s       3  All  hail,  triumphant  Lord! 

Heaven  w7ith  hosannas  rings; 
—  And  earth  with  humbler  strains 
s  Thy  praise  responsive  sings — 

"  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain, 
Through  endless  years  to  live  and  reign  !r 


736 HYMN  403—405. Select. 

HYMN  403.     L.  M.    Blendon.    [*] 

"  There  remainetM  a  ll<s!  to  the  People  of  God." 

1   rTlHINE  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord  !  we  love, 

s         JL    But  there's  a  nobler  rest  above  ; 

— Oh  that  we  might  that  rest  attain 
From  sin,  from  sorrow,  and  from  pain. 

s  2  In  thy  blest  kingdom  we  shall  be 
From  every  mortal  trouble  free  ; 
No  sighs  shall  mingle  with  the  songs 
Resounding  from  immortal  tongues. 

1)  3  No  rude  alarms  of  raging  foes, 
No  eares  to  break  the  long  repose, 
No  midnight  shade,  no  clouded  sun, 
But  sacred,  high,  eternal  noon. 

s  4  Oh  long-expected  day,  begin  ! 
Dawn  on  this  world  of  wo  and  sin  : 
Fain  would  we  leave  this  weary  road, 
And  sleep  in  death,  to  rest  in  God.  Doddridge. 

HYMN  404.     C.  M.     Broomsgrove.     [*] 

A  Hymn  for  the  Keening  of  the  Lord's  Day. 

1  "OREQUENT  the  day  of  God  returns, 
-T     To  shed  its  quickening  beams; 

p  And  yet  how  slow  devotion  burns  ! 
How  languid  are  its  flames  ! 

2  Accept  our  faint  attempts  to  love, 
Our  frailties,  Lord,  forgive  ; 

— We  would  be  like  thy  saints  above, 
o      And  praise  thee  while  we  live. 
— 3  Increase,  O  Lord,  our  faith  and  hope, 
And  fit  us  to  ascend, 
Where  the  assembly  ne'er  breaks  up, 

The  Sabbath  ne'er  shall  end  ; — 
4  Where  we  shall  breathe  in  heavenly  air, 

With  heavenly  lustre  shine  ; 
Before  the  throne  of  God  appear, 

And  feast  on  love  divine.  Brown. 

HYMN  405.    7s.    Pilgrim.    [*] 

Sabbath  Morning  Pi  "g- 

—  1    TTEAVENLY  Spirit!  may  each  heart 
J£X  Through  these  sacred  hours  be  thine ; 
May  we  from  the  world  depart, 
Breathing  after  things  divine. 


Select. HYMN  406,  407. 737 

o  2  Lead  us  forth  with  joy  and  peace 

To  thy  temple,  in  thy  ways  ; 
e  And  when  this  sweet  day  shall  cease, 
g  May  its  sun  go  down  with  praise  ! 
— 3  May  thy  ministers  declare 

All  thy  word  of  truth  with  power, 

Till  the  sinner  bend  in  prayer, 

Conquered  in  that  mighty  hour. 

4  So  may  we,  who  worship  here, 

Profit  by  thy  word  to-day ; 

And  more  love,  and  peace,  and  fear 

Carry  from  thy  house  away. 

HYMN  406.     L.  M.     StonefieM.     [*] 

For  the  Blessing  of  Father,  Son.  and  Spirit. 

1  |^  OMMAND  thy  blessing  from  above, 
v^   O  God  !  on  all  assembled  here ; 

Behold  us  writh  a  Father's  love, 
While  we  look  up  with  filial  fear. 

2  Command  thy  blessing,  Jesus,  Lord  ! 
May  we  thy  true  disciples  be : 

Speak  to  each  heart  the  mighty  word, 
Say  to  the  weakest,  "Follow  me." 

3  Command  thy  blessing  in  this  hour, 
Spirit  of  Truth  !  and  fill  this  place 
With  humbling  and  exalting  power, 
With  quickening  and  confirming  grace. 

4  O  thou,  our  Maker,  Saviour,  Guide, 
One  true  eternal  God  confest ; 

May  nought  in  life  or  death  divide 
The  saints  in  thy  communion  blest. 

Montgomery. 

HYMN  407.     C.  M.    Stephens.     [*  or  b] 
e   1  "\17"E  bow  before  thy  gracious  throne, 
▼  ▼     And  think  ourselves  sincere ; 
But  show  us,  Lord,  is  every  one 
Thy  real  worshipper  ? 
— 2  Is  here  a  soul  that  knows  thee  not, 
Nor  feels  his  want  of  thee  ? 
A  stranger  to  the  blood  which  bought 

His  pardon  on  the  tree  ? 
3  Speak  with  that  voice  which  wakes  the  dead, 

And  bid  the  sleeper  rise  ! 
\nd  bid  his  guilty  conscience  dread 
The  death  that  never  dies. 


738  HYMN  408—410.  Select 


4  Call  forth  the  cry,  "  What  must  be  done 
"  To  save  a  wretch  like  fine? 
How  shall  a  trembling  sinner  shun 
That  endless  misery  ':"  11  ( slexfs  Col. 


.. 


HYMN  40S.     8,  7,  &  4.     Tamivorth.     [*] 

After  Sermon 

1  T   ORD  !  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing  ; 
-Li  Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace  : 
Let  us  all,  thy  love  possessing, 
u       Triumph  in  redeeming  grace  ! 
Oh  refresh  us — 
Travelling  through  this  wilderness, 
s  2  Thanks  we  give  and  adoration, 
For  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound  : 
Let  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound : 

May  thy  presence — 
With  us  evermore  be  found.  Rippon. 

HYMN  409.     L.  M.    Alfreton.     [*] 

Baptism. 

1  /^  OME,  Holy  Ghost,  descend  from  high  ; 
^^   Baptizer  of  our  spirits,  thou  ! 

The  sacramental  seal  apply, 
And  witness  with  the  water  now. 

2  Pour  forth  thy  energy  divine, 
And  sprinkle  the  atoning  blood : 
May  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit  join, 
To  seal  this  child  a  child  of  God  ! 

HYMN  410.     C.  M.     Stephens.     [*] 

Baptism. 

1  TESUS,  we  lift  our  souls  to  thee  ! 
•9    Thy  Holy  Spirit  breathe  ; 

And  let  this  little  infant  be 
Baptized  into  thy  death. 

2  Oh  let  thine  unction  on  it  rest, 
Thy  grace  its  soul  renew  ; 

And  write  within  its  tender  breast 
•    Thy  name  and  nature  too. 

3  If  thou  should st  quickly  end  its  days, 
Its  place  with  thee  prepare ; 

And  if  thou  lengthen  out  its  race, 
Continue  still  thy  care. 


Select. HYMN  411—413. 739 

HYMN  411.     L.  M.     Costellow.     [*] 

The  Lord's  Supper. 

1  TTERE  let  us  see  thy  face,  O  Lord, 
XX  And  view  salvation  with  our  eyes, 

And  taste  and  feel  the  living  Word, 
The  Bread  descending  from  the  skies. 

2  Thou  hast  prepared  this  dying  Lamb, 
Hast  set  his  blood  before  our  face, 

To  teach  the  terrors  of  thy  name, 
And  show  the  wonders  of  thy  grace, 
s  3  Jesus  !  our  light !  our  morning  star  ! 
Shine  thou  on  nations  yet  unknown ; 
The  glory  of  thy  people  here, 
And  joy  of  spirits  near  thy  throne.       Pratt's  Col 

HYMN  412.    7&6.     Chaplin,    [b] 

The  Lord's  Supper. 

1  T   AMB  of  God  !  whose  bleeding  love 
-Li  We  now  recall  to  mind, 

Send  the  answer  from  above, 

And  let  us  mercy  find ; 
Think  on  us,  who  think  on  thee, 

And  every  burdened  soul  release  ; 
Oh  remember  Calvary, 

And  bid  us  go  in  peace ! 

2  By  thine  agonizing  pain, 
And  bloody  sweat,  we  pray ; 

By  thy  dying  love  to  man, 

Take  all  our  sins  away : 
Burst  our  bonds,  and  set  us  free, 

From  all  iniquity  release  ; 
Oh  remember  Calvary, 

And  bid  us  go  in  peace ! 

3  Through  thy  blood,  by  faith  applied, 
Let  sinners  pardon  feel : 

Speak  us  freely  justified, 

And  all  our  sickness  heal ; 
By  thy  passion  on  the  tree, 

Let  all  our  griefs  and  troubles  cease ; 
Oh  remember  Calvary, 

And  bid  us  go  in  peace.  Wesley's  Col. 

HYMN  413.     CM.     Tolland.     [*] 

The  Lord's  Supper. 

1  "    '   ORD  !  at  thy  table  we  behold 
X_J  The  wonders  of  thy  grace  ; 


740 HYMN  114—416. Select 

But  most  of  all  admire  t  hat  we 

Should  find  it  welcome  place — 

2  We,  who  were  all  defiled  with  sin, 
And  rebels  to  our  God  ! 

We,  who  have  crucified  thy  Son, 
And  trampled  on  his  blood  ! 

3  What  strange,  surprising  -race  is  this, 
That  we,  so  lost,  have  room  ! 

Jesus  our  weary  souls  invites, 

And  freely  bids  us  come. 
u  4  Ye  saints  below,  and  hosts  above, 

Join  all  your  sacred  powers ; 
No  theme  is  like  redeeming  love, 

No  Saviour  is  like  ours.  Stennett. 

HYMN  414.     7s.     Pilgrim,     [b] 

1  "OREAD  of  heaven!  on  thee  we  feed, 
XJ   For  thy  flesh  is  meat  indeed  : 

Ever  let  our  souls  be  fed 

With  this  true  and  living  bread  ! 

2  Vine  of  heaven  !  thy  blood  supplies 
This  blest  cup  of  sacrifice  ; 

Lord  !  thy  wounds  our  healing  give, 
To  thy  cross  we  look  and  live. 

3  Day  by  day  with  strength  supplied, 
Through  the  life  of  him  who  died  : 
Lord  of  life  !  O  let  us  be 

Rooted,  grafted,  built  on  thee  !      PraWs  Col. 

HYMN  415.     9  &  8.     Bowery.     [*] 

1  "OREAD  of  the  world,  in  mercy  broken1 
-D  Wine  of  the  soul,  in  mercy  shed  ; 

By  whom  the  words  of  life  were  spoken, 
And  in  whose  'death  our  sins  are  dead ! 

2  Look  on  the  heart  by  sorrow  broken, 
Look  on  the  tears  by  sinners  shed  ! 

And  be  thy  feast  to  us  the  token, 
That  by  thy  grace  our  souls  are  fed. 

Bishop  Heber. 

HYMN  416.     CM.    Archdale.^    [*] 

Joining  in  Cnrrnant  icith  God.     Is.  xliv,  5. 

o  1   /^OME,  let  us  join  our  souls  to  God, 
Vy  In  everlasting  bands; 
And  seize  the  blessings  he  bestows, 
With  ea^er  hearts  and  hands. 


Select. HYMN  417,  418. 741 

o  2  Come,  let  us  to  his  temple  haste, 

And  seek  his  favour  there  ; 
Before  his  footstool  humbly  bow, 

And  pour  our  fervent  prayer. 
— 3  Come,  let  us  seal,  without  delay, 

The  covenant  of  his  grace  ; 
Nor  shall  the  years  of  distant  life 

Its  memory  efface. 
4  Thus  may  our  rising  offspring  haste 

To  seek  their  fathers'  God ; 
Nor  e'er  forsake  the  happy  path 

Their  fathers'  feet  have  trod.      Pratt's  Col. 

HYMN  417.  "C.  M.     Stephens.     [*] 

Joining  the  Church  of  Christ. 

g  1  "VM7TTNESS,  ye  men  and  angels,  now, 
▼  ▼     Before  the  Lord  we  speak; 
To  him  we  make  our  solemn  vow, 
A  vow  we  dare  not  break — 
— 2  That  long  as  life  itself  shall  last, 
Ourselves  to  Christ  we  yield  ; 
Nor  from  his  cause  will  we  depart, 
Or  ever  quit  the  field. 

3  We  trust  not  in  our  native  strength, 
But  on  his  grace  rely, 

That,  with  returning  wants,  the  Lord 
Will  all  our  need  supply. 

4  O  guide  our  doubtful  feet  aright, 
And  keep  us  in  thy  ways ; 

And  while  we  turn  our  vows  to  prayers, 
g       Turn  thou  our  prayers  to  praise.    Beddome. 

HYMN  418.     L.  M.     Costellow.     [*] 

Reception  into  Christian  Fcl'oicship. 

1  /""<  OME  in,  thou  blessed  of  the  Lord, 
^^    Enter  in  Jesus'  precious  name  ; 

We  welcome  thee  with  one  accord, 
And  trust  the  Saviour  does  the  same. 

2  Those  joys  which  earth  cannot  afford, 
We'll  seek  in  fellowship  to  prove, 
Joined  in  one  spirit  to  our  Lord, 
Together  bound  by  mutual  love. 

3  And  while  we  pass  this  vale  of  tears, 
We'll  make  our  joys  and  sorrows  known; 
We'll  share  each  other's  hopes  and  fears, 
And  count  a  brother's  cares  our  own. 

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742 HYMN  419,  420. Select. 

4  Once  more  our  welcome  we  repeat, 
Receive  assurance  of  our  love  : 
O  may  we  all  together  meet 
Around  the  throne  of  God  above  ! 


— 


HYMN  419.     S.  M.     Ski, land.     [*  or  b] 

Ijdtt  to  the  Chrtrch. 

o  1         LOVE  thy  kingdom,  Lord, 

JL  The  house  of  thine  abode, 
The  church  our  blest  Redeemer  saved, 

With  his  own  precious  blood. 
—  2  If  e'er  to  bless  thy  sons, 

My  voice  or  hands  deny. 
These  hands  let  useful  skill  forsake, 

This  voice  in  silence1  die. 

3  If  e'er  my  heart  forget 
Her  welfare  or  her  wo, 

Let  every  joy  this  heart  forsake, 
And  every  grief  o'erflow. 

4  For  her  my  tears  shall  fall ; 
For  her  my  prayers  ascend  ; 

To  her  my  cares  and  toils  be  given, 

Till  toils  and  cares  shall  end.         Dwight. 

HYMN  420.     L.  M.    Munich,     [b] 

For  a  Sunday  School  Union  Anniversary  Meeting. 

1    i^i ROM  year  to  year  in  love  we  meet, 
J-      From  year  to  year  in  peace  we  part ; 
u  The  tongues  of  thousands  uttering  sweet 

The  bosom-joy  of  every  heart. 
e  2  But  time  rolls  on,  and  year  by  year, 

We  change,  grow  up,  or  pass  away ; 

Not  twTice  the  same  assembly  here 

Have  hailed  the  children's  festal  day. 
p  3  Death,  ere  another  spring,  shall  strike 

Some  in  our  union,  marked  to  fall  ; 

Be  youn::  and  old  prepared  alike, 

The  warn  in  g  is  to  each,  to  all. 
— 4  Our  times,  our  lives,  are  in  thy  hand  ; 

On  thee  for  all  things  Ave  rely  ; 

Assured,  while  in  thy  grace  we  stand, 

To  live  is  Christ,  and  gain  to  die. 

5  Meanwhile  our  falling  ranks  renew; 

Send  children,  teachers,  in  our  place, 

More  humble,  docile,  faithful,  true, 

More  like  thy  Son,  from  race  to  race. 

Montgomery 


Select.  HYMN  421—423. 743 

HYMN  421.     S.  M.     Olmutz.     [*] 

For  Sunday  Schools. 
1    X^TlTHIN  theSe  Walls  be   PeaCe> 

▼  T     Love  through  our  borders  found  ; 
In  all  our  little  palaces 
Prosperity  abound, 
p       2  God  scorns  not  humble  things  ; 
Here,  though  the  proud  despise, 
g  The  children  of  the  King  of  kings 

Are  training  for  the  skies. 
—     3  May  none  who  thus  are  taught, 
From  glory  be  cast  down, 
But  all  through  faith  and  patience  brought 
u  To  an  immortal  crown.         Montgomery. 

HYMN  422.     C.  M.    Lanesboro\     [*] 

For  Sunday  Schools. 

g  1   rii  HERE  is  a  glorious  world  of  light, 
J-    Above  the  starry  sky; 
Where  saints  departed,  clothed  in  white, 

Adore  the  Lord  most  high. 
2  And  hark  !  amid  the  sacred  songs 

Those  heavenly  voices  raise, 
Ten  thousand,  thousand  infant  tongues 
Unite  and  perfect  praise. 
— 3  Those  are  the  hymns  that  we  shall  know, 
If  Jesus  we  obey  ; 
That  is  the  place  where  we  shall  go, 

If  found  in  wisdom's  way. 
4  This  is  the  joy  we  ought  to  seek, 

And  make  our  chief  concern  ; 
For  this  we  come,  from  week  to  week, 
To  read,  and  hear,  and  learn, 
p  5  Soon  will  our  earthly  race  be  run, 
Our  mortal  frame  decay  ; 
Children  and  teachers,  one  by  one, 
Must  droop,  and  pass  away. 
e  G  Great  God !   impress  the  serious  thought. 
This  day,  on  every  breast ; 
That  both  the  teachers  and  the  taught 
May  enter  to  thy  rest.  Jane  Taylor. 

HYMN  423.     S.  M.    Shirland.    [*] 

For  Sunday  Schools. 

o  1    /^  OME,  let  our  songs  resound 
Vy   Within  these  peaceful  walls; 


744 HYMN  421. Select. 

— The  light  of  knowledge  shines  around, 

And  e'en  on  us  it  fails. 
2  Through  God  our  Father's  care, 

Thougn  we  deserved  it  not, 
Our  lives  in  pleasant  places  are, 

And  goodly  is  our  lot. 
s  3  This  cheerful  morning  sun, 

That  lights  our  happy  plain*, 
Shines,  ere  its  daily  course  is  run, 

Where  heathen  darkness  reigns. 
— 4  He  sees  the  savage  wild 

Some  idol's  help  implore  ; 
He  sees  the  untaught  Indian  child 

His  painted  gods  adore. 

5  Lord,  let  thy  light,  we  pray, 
On  them — on  us  arise  : 

For  we  are  foolish,  blind  as  they, 
Till  Jesus  make  us  wise. 

6  We  learn  thy  blessed  will, 
We  read  thy  holy  word, 

Then  may  we  thy  commands  fulfill, 
Which  others  never  heard.        Jane  Taylor. 

HYMN  424.     C.  M.    Dundee.     [*] 

What  is  Prayer  ? 

1  TJRAYER  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire 
JL     Uttered,  or  unexpressed  ; 

The  motion  of  a  hidden  fire 
That  trembles  in  the  breast. 

2  Prayer  is  the  burden  of  a  sigh, 
The  falling  of  a  tear ; 

The  upward  glancing  of  an  eye, 
When  none  but  God  is  near. 

3  Prayer  is  the  simplest  form  of  speech 
That  infant  lips  can  try  ; 

Prayer,  the  sublimest  strains  that  reach 
The  Majesty  on  high. 

4  Prayer  is  the  Christian's  vital  breath, 
The  Christian's  native  air  ; 

His  watchword  at  the  gates  of  death; 
He  enters  heaven  with  prayer. 

5  Prayer  is  the  contrite  sinner's  voice, 
Returning  from  his  ways  ; 

U  While  angels  in  their  songs  rejoice, 

And  cry,  "Behold,  he  prays  ["Montgomery 


Select. HYMN  435—427. 745 

HYMN  425.     CM.     Dedham.     [b  or  *] 

Retirement  and  Meditation. 

p  1  "OAR  from  the  world,  0  Lord,  I  flee, 
X?     From  strife  and  tumult  far  ; 
From  scenes  where  Satan  wages  still 
His  most  successful  war, 

2  The  calm  retreat,  the  silent  shade, 
With  prayer  and  praise  agree  ; 

And  seem  by  thy  sweet  bounty  made 
For  those  who  follow  thee. 

3  There,  if  thy  Spirit  touch  the  soul, 
And  grace  her  mean  abode, 

Oh,  with  what  peace,  and  joy,  and  love, 

She  communes  with  her  God ! 
— 4  Author  and  Guardian  of  my  life, 

Sweet  source  of  light  divine, 
And  (all  harmonious  names  in  one) 

My  Saviour,  thou  art  mine, 
s  5  What  thanks  I  owe  thee,  and  what  love, 

A  boundless,  endless  store, 
Shall  echo  through  the  realms  above 

When  time  shall  be  no  more.  Cowper. 

HYMN  426.     L.  M.    Nazareth.     [*  or  b] 

11  Where  two  or  three  are  met  in  my  name,  there  am  /."     Matt,  xviii,  20. 

— 1  XT  OW  sweet  to  leave  the  world  awhile, 
-HL  And  seek  the  presence  of  our  Lord ! 
Dear  Saviour,  on  thy  people  smile, 
And  come  according  to  thy  word. 

2  From  busy  scenes  we  now  retreat, 
That  we  may  here  converse  with  thee  : 
Ah,  Lord,  behold  us  at  thy  feet ! 

Let  this  the  "gate  of  heaven"  be. 

3  "  Chief  of  ten  thousand,"  now  appear, 
That  we  by  faith  may  see  thy  face ! 

Oh  speak,  that  we  thy  voice  may  hear, 

And  let  thy  presence  fill  this  place.         Kelly. 

HYMN  427.     7s.     Mt.  Calvary.     [*] 

The  Close  of  a  Meeting  for  Prayer. 

1   T~F  'tis  sweet  to  mingle  where 

J-  Christians  meet  for  social  prayer  ; 

If  'tis  sweet  with  them  to  raise 

g  Songs  of  holy  joy  and  praise, — 
21  * 


74* HYMN  428,  429. Select. 

— O  how  sweet  that  state  must  be 
Where  they  meet  eternally ! 

2  Saviour,  may  these  meetings  prove 

Preparations  for  aboTe  ; 

\\  hilt4  we  worship  in  this  plat 

May  we  go  from  mace  to  -race ; 

Till  we  each,  in  his  degree, 

Fit  for  endless  -lory  be. 

HYMN  428.    L.  M.     Wells.    [*] 

On  the  .ippuhdment  of  a  Minister. 

1  \J1/"E  bid  thee  welcome  in  the  name 

▼  ▼     Of  Jesus,  our  Exalted  Head  ; 
Come  as  a  servant ;  so  he  came  ; 
And  we  receive  thee  in  his  stead. 

2  Come  as  a  shepherd :  guard  and  keep 
This  fold  from  hell,  and  earth,  and  sin ; 
Nourish  the  lambs,  and  feed  the  sheep, 
The  wounded  heal,  the  lost  bring  in 

3  Come  as  an  angel,  hence  to  guide 
A  band  of  pilgrims  on  their  way  ; 
That,  safely  walking  at  thy  side, 
We  fail  not,  faint  not,  turn  nor  stray. 

4  Come  as  a  teacher  sent  from  God, 
Charged  his  whole  counsel  to  declare  : 
Lift  o'er  our  ranks  the  prophet's  rod, 
While  we  uphold  thy  hands  with  prayer. 

s   5  Come  as  a  messenger  of  peace, 
Filled  with  the  Spirit,  fired  with  love : 
Live  to  behold  our  large  increase, 
And  die  to  meet  us  all  above. 

HYMN  429.     C.  M.    St.  Ann's.     [*] 

Ministers  watching  for  Souls. 

o  1  ET  Zion's  watchmen  all  awake, 

J_J  And  take  th'  alarm  they  give  : 
g  Now  let  them  from  the  mouth  of  God 

Their  awful  charge  receive. 
— 2  'Tis  not  a  cause  of  small  import 
The  pastor's  care  demands  ; 
But  what  might  fill  an  angel's  heart, 

And  filled  a  Saviour's  hands. 
3  They  watch  for  souls,  for  which  the  Lord 

Did  heavenly  bliss  forego ; 
For  souls,  which  must  for  ever  live 
In  happiness  or  wo. 


Select. HYMN  430—432. 747 

4  May  they  that  Jesus  whom  they  preach 

Their  own  Redeemer  see  ! 
And  watch  thou  daily  o'er  their  souls, 

That  they  may  watch  for  thee.  Doddridge. 

HYMN  430.     8  &  7.     Sicilian  Hymn,     [b] 

For  a  Revival. 

1  C<  AVI  OUR,  visit  thy  plantation  ; 
^3  Grant  us,  Lord,  a  gracious  rain ! 

All  will  come  to  desolation, 
Unless  thou  return  again, 
s  2  Keep  no  longer  at  a  distance ; 
Shine  upon  us  from  on  high, 
Lest,  for  want  of  thine  assistance, 
p       Every  plant  should  droop  and  die. 
— 3  Let  our  mutual  love  be  fervent, 
Make  us  prevalent  in  prayers ; 
Let  each  one  esteemed  thy  servant 

Shun  the  world's  bewitching  snares. 
4  Break  the  tempter's  fatal  power; 

Turn  the  stony  heart  to  flesh ; 
And  begin  from  this  good  hour 

To  revive  thy  work  afresh.  Newton. 

HYMN  431.     7s.     Hotham.     [*] 
s   1  T    I GHT  of  life,  seraphic  fire, 
-JLi   Love  divine,  thyself  impart ; 
Every  fainting  soul  inspire  : 
Shine  in  every  drooping  heart : 
Every  mournful  sinner  cheer, 
Scatter  all  our  guilty  gloom  : 
Son  of  God,  appear  !  appear  ! 
To  thy  human  temples  come. 

2  Come  in  this  accepted  hour ; 
Bring  thy  heavenly  kingdom  in  : 
Fill  us  with  thy  glorious  power, 
Take  away  the  love  of  sin  : 
Nothing  more  can  we  require, 
We  will  covet  nothing  less ; 

Be  thou  all  our  hearts  desire, 

All  our  joy,  and  all  our  peace.  C.  Wesley. 


HYMN  432.  8sfa7s.  Evening  Hymn,     [b] 

Evening  Hymn. 

1    CJAVIOUR,  breathe  an  evening  blessing, 
£3   Ere  repose  our  spirits  seal : 


748 HYMN  433,  434. Select. 

Sin  and  want  we  come  confessing, 
Thou  canst  save  and  thou  canst  heal. 
Though  destruction  walk  around  us, 
rhough  the  arrow   near  us  flrj , 
Angel-guards  from  thee  surround  us, 

We  are  sale,  if  thon  art  nigh. 
e  2  Though  the  night  be  dark  and  dreary, 
— Darkness  cannot  hide  from  thee; 

Thou  art  he  who.  never  weary, 

Watchest  when1  thy  people  he; 

Should  swift  death  this  night  overtake  us, 

And  our  couch  become  onr  tomb, 

May  the  morn,  in  heaven  awake  us, 
s  Clad  in  light  and  deathless  bloom. 

HYMN  433.     L.  P.  M.     St.  Helen's.     [*] 

Thanksgiving  for  National  Prusjjtntif. 

1    TTOW  rich  thy  gifts,  Almightj  King! 
JLl  From  thee  our  public  blessings  spring , 
The  extended  trade,  the  fruitful  skies, 
The  treasures  liberty  bestows, 
s  The  eternal  joys  the  gospel  shows, — 

All  from  thy  boundless  goodness  rise. 
— 2  Here  commerce  spreads  the  wealthy  store, 
Which  pours  from  every  foreign  shore ; 
Science  and  art  their  charms  display ; 
Religion  teaches  us  to  raise 
s  Our  voices  to  our  Maker's  praise, 

As  truth  and  conscience  point  the  way. 
u  3  With  grateful  hearts,  with  joyful  tongues, 
To  God  we  raise  united  songs  ; 

Here  still  may  God  in  mercy  reign  ; 
Crown  our  just  counsels  with  success, 
With  peace  and  joy  our  borders  bless, 

And  all  our  sacred  rights  maintain.    Kippis. 

HYMN  434.     7s.    Benevento.     [b  or  *] 

Xttc  Year's  Day. 

p  1  ^T17"HILE,  with  ceaseless  course,  the  sun 
▼  ▼     Hasted  through  the  former  year, 
Many  souls  their  race  have  run, 
Never  more  to  meet  us  here : 
Fixed  in  an  eternal  state. 
They  have  done  with  all  below  : 
We  a  little  longer  wait — 
But  how  little,  none  can  know . 


Select.  HYMN  435,  436.  749 

o  2  As  the  winded  arrow  flies 

Speedily  the  mark  to  find ; 

As  the  lightning  from  the  skies 

Darts  and  leaves  no  trace  behind, — 

Swiftly  thus  our  fleeting  days 

Bear  us  down  life's  rapid  stream ; 

Lord,  our  expectations  raise — 

All  below  is  but  a  dream. 
g  3  Thanks  for  mercies  past  receive  ; 

Former  kindnesses  renew : 

From  this  moment  may  we  live 

With  eternity  in  view : 

Bless  the  word  to  young  and  old : 

Shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love ; 

And  when  life's  short  tale  is  told, 

May  we  dwell  with  thee  above.  Newton. 

HYMN  435.     P.  M.     Tremqnt.     [*  or  b] 
o  1    iOOME,  let  us  anew  our  journey  pursue, 
V^   Roll  round  with  the  year, 
And  never  stand  still,  till  the  Master  appear. 
2  His  adorable  will  let  us  gladly  fulfill, 

And  our  talents  improve, 
By  the  patience  of  hope,  and  the  labour  of  love. 
— 3  Our  life  is  a  dream  ;  our  time,  as  a  stream, 
Glides  swiftly  away ; 
And  the  fugitive  moment  refuses  to  stay. 
4  The  arrow  is  flown  ;  the  moment  is  gone ; 

The  millennial  year 
Rushes  on  to  our  view,  and  eternity's  here, 
s  5  O  that  each  in  the  day  of  his  corning  may  say, 
"  I  have  fought  my  way  through  ; 
I  have  finished  the  work  thou  didst  give  me 

to  do." 
C  O  that  each,  from  his  Lord,  may  receive  the 
glad  word, 
"  Well  and  faithfully  done  ;  [throne." 

Enter  into  my  joy,  and   sit   down   on  my 


a 


HYMN  436.      S.  M.      Nonoalk.      [b] 

Rrflections  on  the  State  of  our  Fathers. 

1    XTOW  swift  the  torrent  rolls, 
-tl   Which  bears  us  to  the  sea! 

The  tide  which  hurries  thoughtless  souls 
J!o  vast  eternity ! 


750 HYMN  437. Select. 

2  Our  Fathers,  where  arc  they, 
With  ill!  thej  called  their  own  ? 

Their  joys  and  griefs,  aud  hopes  and  cares, 
And  wealth  and  honour  gone. 

3  But  jo>  or  grief  succeeds 
Beyond  our  mortal  thought, 

While  the  poor  remnant  of  their  dust 

Lies  in  the  grave  forgot, 
e  4  There,  where  the  fathers  lie, 

Must  all  the  children  dwell ; 
No  other  heritage  possess, 

But  such  a  gloomy  cell. 
— 5  God  of  our  fathers,  hear, 

Thou  everlasting  Friend  ! 
While  we,  as  on  life's  utmost  verge, 

Our  souls  to  thee  commend. 

6  Of  all  the  pious  dead 
May  we  the  footsteps  trace, 
s  Till  with  them,  in  the  land  of  light, 

We  dwell  before  thy  face.  Alexanders  Col. 

HYMN  437.     L.  M.    Dresden,     [b  or  *] 

The  Knell. 

p  1  /^\FT  as  the  bell,  with  solemn  toll, 
yj  Speaks  the  departure  of  a  soul, 

Let  each  from  every  trifle  fly, 

And  ask,  "  Am  I  prepared  to  die  ?" 
e  2  Soon,  leaving  all  I  love  below, 

To  God's  tribunal  I  must  go; 

Must  hear  the  Judge  pronounce  my  fate, 

And  fix  my  everlasting  state. 

3  O  could  I  bear  to  hear  him  say, 
"  Depart,  accursed,  far  away  ; 
"With  Satan,  midst  the  flames  of  hell, 
"  Thou  art  for  ever  doomed  to  dwell !" 

4  Saviour!  O  help  me  now  to  see 
And  place  my  hope  alone  in  thee ; 
Thy  cleansing  blood,  thy  spirit  give, 
Subdue  my  sins,  and  bid  me  live! 

5  Then  when  the  solemn  bell  I  hear, 
If  saved  from  guilt,  I  need  not  fear ; 
Nor  would  the  thought  alarming  be, 
"  Perhaps  it  next  may  toll  for  me." 


Select.  HYMN  438—440. 751 

s  6  Rather  my  spirit  would  rejoice, 
And  wish  and  long  to  hear  thy  voice ; 
Glad,  when  it  bids  me  earth  resign, 
Secure  of  heaven,  if  thou  art  mine  !     Newton. 

HYMN  438.     C.  M.     Funeral  Hymn,     [b] 

A  Thought  of  Eternity. 

p  1  ^17~HEN  rising  from  the  bed  of  death, 
▼  ▼     O'erwhelmed  with  guilt  and  fear, 
I  see  my  Maker  face  to  face, 
O,  how  shall  1  appear  ? 

— 2  If  yet,  while  pardon  may  be  found, 
And  mercy  may  be  sought, 
My  heart  with  inward  horror  shrinks, 
And  trembles  at  the  thought; 

g  3  When  thou,  O  Lord,  shalt  stand  disclosed 
In  majesty  severe, 
And  sit  in  judgment  on  my  soul, 

O,  how  shall  I  appear  ?  Addison. 

HYMN  439.     S.  M.     Olmutz.     [*] 

o     1   ~OJ~AKED  by  the  trumpet's  sound, 
v  T     I  from  my  grave  shall  rise, 
And  see  the  Judge  with  glory  crowned, 
And  see  the  flaming  skies. 

p     2  Who  can  resolve  the  doubt, 

That  tears  my  anxious  breast  ? 
Shall  I  be  with  the  lost  cast  out, 
Or  numbered  with  the  blest  ? 

—  3  0  thou  that  wouldst  not  have 
One  wretched  sinner  die  ; 
Who  diedst  thyself,  my  soul  to  save 
From  endless  misery  ; — 

4  Show  me  the  way  to  shun 
Thy  dreadful  wrath  severe  ! 
That  when  thou  comest  on  thy  throne, 

I  may  with  joy  appear.  Wesley' }s  Col. 

HYMN  440.     C.  M.     Dundee.     [*] 

Heaven. 

g  1     B^  AR  from  these  narrow  scenes  of  night, 
J-      Unbounded  glories  rise, 
And  realms  of  infinite  delight, 
Unknown  to  mortal  eyes. 


752 HYMN  441,  442. Select. 

— 2  Fair  distant  land  !  could  mortal  eyes 

But  hall'  its  charms  explore, 
How  would  our  spirits  long  to  rise, 

And  dwell  on  earth  no  more  ! 
3  No  cloud  those  blissful  regions  know, 

Realms  ever  bright  and  fair! 
For  sin,  the  source  of  mortal  wo, 

(Jan  never  enter  there, 
s  4  Oh  may  the  heavenly  prospect  fire 

Our  hearts  with  ardent  love, 
Till  wings  of  faith  and  strong  desire 

Bear  every  thought  above. 
5  Prepare  us,  Lord !  by  grace  divine, 

For  thy  bright  courts  on  high ; 
Then  bid  our  spirits  rise  and  join 

The  chorus  of  the  sky.  Steele. 

HYMN  441.     Lanesboro\     [b  or  *] 

'l~he  Heavenly  Rest, 

p  1   FT! HERE  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest, 
J-    To  mourning  wanderers  given; 
There  is  a  joy  for  souls  distrest, 
A  balm  for  every  wounded  breast, 

'Tis  found  above — in  heaven. 
2  There  is  a  home  for  weary  souls, 

By  sin  and  sorrow  driven  ; 
When  tossed  on  life's  tempestuous  shoals, 
Where  storms  arise,  and  ocean  rolls, 
And  all  is  drear  but  heaven, 
s  3  There,  faith  lifts  up  her  cheerful  eye, 
To  brighter  prospects  given ; 
And  views  the  tempest  passing  by, 
The  evening  shadows  quickly  fly, 
p       And  all  serene  in  heaven. 
s  4  There,  fragrant  flowers,  immortal,  bloom, 
And  joys  supreme  are  given  ; 
There,  rays  divine  disperse  the  gloom  : — 
Beyond  the  confines  of  the  tomb 

Appears  the  dawn  of  heaven.       Union  Col. 

HYMN  442.     C.  M.     Tolland.     [*] 

The  Heavenly  Jerusalem.     Rev.  xxi.22. 

1    "JERUSALEM,  my  bappv  home  ! 
*9    Name  ever  dear  to  me  ! 

When  shall  my  labours  have  an  end, 
In  joy,  and  peace  in  thee  : 


Select. HYMN  443. 753 

2  When  shall  these  eyes  thy  heaven-built  walls 
And  pearly  gates  behold  ? 

Thy  bulwarks,  with  salvation  strong, 
And  streets  of  shining  gold  ? 

3  O  when,  thou  city  of  my  God, 
Shall  I  thy  courts  ascend, 

Where  congregations  ne'er  break  up, 
And  Sabbaths  have  no  end  ? 

4  There  happier  bowers  than  Eden's  bloom, 
Nor  sin  nor  sorrow  know : 

Blest  seats  !  through  rude  and  stormy  scenes 
I  onward  press  to  you. 

5  Why  should  I  shrink  at  pain  and  wo  ? 
Or  feel  at  death  dismay  ? 

I've  Canaan's  goodly  land  in  view, 
And  realms  of  endless  day. 

6  Apostles,  martyrs,  prophets,  there, 
Around  my  Saviour  stand  ; 

And  soon  my  friends  in  Christ  below, 
Will  join  the  glorious  band. 

7  Jerusalem  !  my  happy  home  ! 
My  soul  still  pants  for  thee  ; 

Then  shall  my  labours  have  an  end, 

When  I  thy  joys  shall  see.         C.  Wesley. 

~HYMN  443.     8s.     Goshen.     [*] 

Earnest  Desire  of  Heaven. 

u  1   X  LONG  to  behold  him  arrayed 

J-  With  glory  and  light  from  above, — 

The  King  in  his  beauty  displayed, 

His  beauty  of  holiest  love  : 
p  I  languish  and  sigh  to  be  there, 

Where  Jesus  has  fixed  his  abode  : 

O  when  shall  we  meet  in  the  air 
s  And  fly  to  the  mountain  of  God. 
— 2  With  him  I  on  Zion  shall  stand, 

(For  Jesus  hath  spoken  the  word,) 

The  breadth  of  ImmanuePs  land 

Survey  by  the  light  of  my  Lord  ; 

But  when  on  thy  bosom  reclined, 

Thy  face  I  am  strengthened  to  see, 

My  fulness  of  rapture  I  find, 

My  heaven  of  heavens,  in  thee. 

3  How  happy  the  people  that  dwell 

Secure  in  the  city  above  ! 

22 


754 HYMN  444,  445. Select, 

No  pain  the  inhabitants  feel, 

No  sickness  or  sorrow  shall  prove. 

Physician  of  souls,  unto  me 

Forgiveness  and  holiness  give  ; 

And  then  from  the  body  set  free, 

And  then  to  the  city  recei\<  .       Weslexps  Col. 

HYMN  444.     C.  M.     Dundee.     [*] 
e  1  "VI^HEN  bending  o'er  the  brink  of  life 
T  ▼     My  trembling  soul  shall  stand, 
Waiting  to  pass  death's  awful  flood, 
Great  God  !  at  thy  command  ; 
p  2  When  every  long-loved  scene  of  life 
Stands  ready  to  depart ; 
When  the  last  sigh  that  snakes  the  frame 
Shall  rend  this  bursting  heart ; 

3  O  thou  great  source  of  joy  supreme, 
Whose  arm  alone  can  save, 

Dispel  the  darkness  that  surrounds 
The  entrance  to  the  grave  ! 

4  Lay  thy  supporting,  gentle  hand 
Beneath  my  sinking  head  ; 

s  And  with  a  ray  of  love  divine, 

Illume  my  dying  bed  ! 
p  5  Leaning  on  thy  dear  faithful  breast, 

May  I  resign  my  breath  ! 
And  in  thy  fond  embraces  lose 

"  The  bitterness  of  death."  Collyer. 

HYMN  445.     7s  &  4.      Greenville,     [b  or  •] 
p  1   TXTHEN  the  vale  of  death  appears, 
▼  ▼     (Faint  and  cold  this  mortal  clay,) 
Kind  Forerunner,  soothe  my  fears, 
Light  me  through  the  darksome  way: 
Break  the  shadows, 
g       Usher  in  eternal  day. 
s  2  Starting  from  this  dying  state, 
Upward  bid  my  soul  aspire  ; 
Open  thou  the  crystal  gate. 
To  thy  praise  attune  my  lyre : 

Dwell  for  ever, 
Dwell  on  each  immortal  wire. 
3  From  the  sparkling  turrets  there, 
Oft  Til  trace  my  pilgrim  way, 


Select. HYMN  446,  447.  755 

Often  bless  thy  guardian  care, 
Fire  by  night  and  cloud  by  day, 

While  my  triumphs 
At  my  Leader's  feet  I  lay. 
4  And  when  mighty  trumpets  blown, 
Shall  the  judgment  dawn  proclaim, 
From  the  central  burning  throne, 
'Mid  creation's  final  flame, 

With  the  ransomed, 
Judge  and  Saviour,  own  my  name ! 

Mrs.  Gilbert 

HYMN  446.     L.  M.    Dresden,     [b] 

The  Living  and  the  Dead. 

e  1  "\\7~HERE  are  the  dead  ?  In  heaven  or  hell 
▼  ▼     Their  disembodied  spirits  dwell ; 

Their  buried  forms  in  bonds  of  clay, 

Reserved  until  the  judgment-day. 
— 2  Who  were  the  dead  ?     The  sons  of  time, 

In  every  age,  and  state,  and  clime  ; 

Renowned,  dishonoured,  or  forgot, 

The  place  that  knew  them  knows  them  not. 

3  Where  are  the  living  ?  On  the  ground, 
Where  prayer  is  heard,  and  mercy  found  ; 
Where  in  the  period  of  a  span, 

The  mortal  makes  th'  immortal  man. 

4  Who  are  the  living  ?    They  whose  breath 
Draws  every  moment  nigh  to  death ; 

Of  bliss  or  wo  the  eternal  heirs ; 
O  what  an  awful  choice  is  theirs  ! 

5  Then,  timely  warned,  may  we  begin, 
To  follow  Christ,  and  flee  from  sin, 
Daily  grow  up  in  him  our  Head, 

Lord  of  the  living  and  the  dead.  Montgomery. 

HYMN  447.     C.  M.     Lanesboro'.     [b  or  *] 

The  Dead  who  die  in  the  Lord. 

fi  1    TN  vain  our  fancy  strives  to  paint 

A  The  moment  after  death, 
The  glories  that  surround  the  saint, 

When  he  resigns  his  breath. 
2  One  gentle  sigh  his  fetters  breaks; 

We  scarce  can  say,  "  He's  gone," 
Before  the  willing  spirit  takes 

Her  mansion  near  the  throne. 


756 HYMN  -Ms.  [49. Select. 

— 3  Faith  strives,  bm  all  its  efforts  fail, 
To  trace  ber  heavenward  flight ; 
No  eye  can  pierce  within  the  veil, 
Which  hides  that  world  of  light 

4  Thus  much  (and  this  is  all)  we  know, 

They  are  supremely  blest; 
Have  done  with  sin,  and  care,  and  wo, 

And  with  their  Saviour  rest. 
s  5  On  harps  of  gold  his  name  they  praise, 

His  presence  always  view  ; — 
And  if  we  here  their  footsteps  trace, 

There  we  shall  praise  him  too.        Newton. 

HYMN  448.     7s.     Sabbath,     [b  or  *] 

The  dying   Christian  to  his  Soul. 

a  1  T7"ITAL  spark  of  heavenly  flame  ! 
p         ▼     Quit,  O  quit  this  mortal  frame  ! 

Trembling,  hoping,  lingering,  flying ; 

Oh  the  pain,  the  bliss  of  dying  ! 

Cease,  fond  nature  !  cease  thy  strife, 

And  let  me  languish  into  life  ! 
e  2  Hark,  they  whisper — angels  say, 
o  "  Sister  spirit,  come  away  !  " 
p  What  is  this  absorbs  me  quite, 

Steals  my  senses,  shuts  my  sight, 

Drowns  my  spirits,  draws  my  breath  ? 

Tell  me,  my  soul — can  this  be  death  ? 
a  3  The  world  recedes  ! — it  disappears  ! 
o  Heaven  opens  on  my  eyes  ! — my  ears 
u  With  sounds  seraphic  ring ! 
s  Lend,  lend  your  wings !  I  mount !  I  fly  ! 

O  grave  !  where  is  thy  victory  ? 

0  death  !  where  is  thy  sting  ?  Pope 

HYMN  449.     8  &  7.     Greenville.     [*] 

The  departing  Saint. 

1  TXAPPY  soul,  thy  days  are  ended, 
JlJL  All  thy  mourning  days  below  ; 

Go,  by  angel-guards  attended) 
To  the  sight  of  Jesus  go ! 

2  Waiting  to  receive  thy  spirit, 
Lo  !  the  Saviour  stands  above, 

Shows  the  glory  of  his  merit, 
Reaches  out  the  crown  of  love 


Select. HYMN  450— 452. 757 

3  Struggle  through  thy  latest  passion, 
To  thy  dear  Redeemer's  breast, 

To  his  uttermost  salvation, 
To  his  everlasting  rest. 

4  For  the  joy  he  sets  before  thee, 
Bear  a  momentary  pain  ; 

Die,  to  live  the  life  of  glory — 

Suffer,  with  thy  Lord  to  reign.    C.  Wesley. 

HYMN  450.     L.  M.    Munich,     [b] 

The  Death  of  the  Righteous. 

p  1   "FT  OW  blest  the  righteous  when  they  die, 
JTX  When  holy  souls  retire  to  rest ! 
How  mildly  beams  the  closing  eye  ! 
How  gently  heaves  th'  expiring  breast ! 

2  So  fades  a  summer  cloud  away  : 

So  sinks  the  gale  when  storms  are  o'er : 
So  gently  shuts  the  eye  of  day  : 
So  dies  a  wave  along  the  shore. 

3  Farewell,  conflicting  hopes  and  fears, 
Where  lights  and  shades  alternate  dwell ! 

s  How  bright  th'  unchanging  morn  appears ! 
p  Farewell,  inconstant  world,  farewell ! 

Barbauld. 

HYMN  451.    C.  M.    Lanesboro\    [b] 

Happy  Death  of  a  Christian. 

p  1  TT^EAR  as  thou  wert,  and  justly  dear, 
-f  We  would  not  weep  for  thee ; 
One  thought  shall  check  the  starting  tear, — 
It  is — that  thou  art  free. 

2  And  thus  shall  faith's  consoling  power 
The  tears  of  love  restrain  ; 

Oh  !  who  that  saw  thy  parting  hour 
Could  wish  thee  here  again  ! 

3  Gently  the  passing  spirit  fled, 
Sustained  by  grace  divine  : 

Oh  may  such  grace  on  us  be  shed, 

And  make  our  end  like  thine.  Dale 

HYMN  452.     8  &  7.     Greenville,     [b  or  *] 

Happiness  of  departed  Saints  the  Consolation  of  Survivors 

1  rpHINK,  O  ye  who  fondly  languish 
JL    O'er  the  grave  of  those  you  love  : 
While  your  bosoms  swell  with  anguish, 
They  are  warbling  hymns  above 

2Q* 


758 HYMN  453,  454. Select. 

I>  2  While  our  silent  steps  are  straying, 

Lonely  through  night's  deepening  shade, 
u  Glory's  brightest  beams  are  playing 

Round  the  happy  Christian's  head, 
s  3  Light  and  pence  at  one-  denying 
From  the  hand  of  God  most  high, 
In  his  glorious  presence  living, 

They  shall  never — never  die  ! 
4  Endless  pleasure,  pain  excluding, 

Sickness,  there,  no  more  can  come ; 
There,  no  fear  of  wo,  intruding, 

Sheds  o'er  heaven  a  moment's  gloom. 

Collyer  altered. 

HYMN  453.     7s.     Hotham.     [*] 
1   T   O  !  the  prisoner  is  released, 

-Li   Lightened  of  his  fleshly  load  ; 

Where  the  weary  are  at  rest, 

He  is  gathered  unto  God  ! 

Lo  !  the  pain  of  life  is  past, 

All  his  warfare  now  is  o'er ; 

Death  and  hell  behind  are  cast, 

Grief  and  suffering  are  no  more, 
g  2  Yes,  the  Christian's  course  is  run, 

Ended  is  the  glorious  strife  ; 
u  Fought  the  fight,  the  work  is  done, 

Death  is  swallowed  up  of  life ! 
s  Borne  by  angels  on  their  wings, 

Far  from  earth  the  spirit  flies, 

Finds  his  God,  and  sits  and  sings, 

Triumphing  in  Paradise. 
— 3  Let  the  world  bewail  their  dead, 

Fondly  of  their  loss  complain  ; 

Brother,  friend,  by  Jesus  freed, 

Death  to  thee,  to  us,  is  gain : 
s  Thou  art  entered  into  joy  : 

Let  the  unbelievers  mourn  ; 

We  in  songs  our  lives  employ, 

Till  we  all  to  God  return.         Wesleyh  Col. 

HYMN  454.     8s.     Goshen.      [b  or  *] 

Death  of  a  Sister. 

el  'FT1IS  finished !  the  conflict  is  past, 

J-    The  heaven-born  spirit  is  fled  ; 
Her  wish  is  accomplished  at  last, 
And  now  she's  entombed  with  the  dead. 


The  months  of  affliction  are  o'er, 
The  days  and  the  nights  of  distress ; 
We  see  her  in  anguish  no  more — 
She  has  found  a  happy  release. 

— 2  No  sickness,  or  sorrow,  or  pain, 
Shall  ever  disquiet  her  now ; 
For  death  to  her  spirit  was  gain, 
Since  Christ  was  her  life  when  below. 

s  Her  soul  has  now  taken  its  flight 
To  mansions  of  glory  above, 
To  mingle  with  angels  of  light, 
And  dwell  in  the  kingdom  of  love. 

3  The  victory  now  is  obtained  ; 
She's  gone  her  Redeemer  to  see ; 
Her  wishes  she  fully  has  gained — 
She's  now  where  she  panted  to  be. 
Then  let  us  forbear  to  complain 
That  she  has  now  gone  from  our  sight ; 
We  soon  shall  behold  her  again, 
With  new  and  redoubled  delight. 


Alexander's  Col. 


HYMN  455.    L.  M.  Federal  St.  [b  or  *] 

Sleeping  in  Jesus. 

1     4  SLEEP  in  Jesus  !  blessed  sleep  ! 
-£jL  From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep ! 
A  calm  and  undisturbed  repose, 
Unbroken  by  the  last  of  foes  ! 
p      2  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  oh  !  how  sweet 

To  be  for  such  a  slumber  meet : 
g  With  holy  confidence  to  sing 

That  death  hath  lost  its  venomed  sting ! 
p       3  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  peaceful  rest ! 

Whose  waking  is  supremely  blest ; 
No  fear — no  wo,  shall  dim  that  hour, 
That  manifests  the  Saviour's  power. 
—     4  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  oh,  for  me 
May  such  a  blissful  refuge  be : 
Securely  shall  my  ashes  lie, 

Waiting  the  summons  from  on  high. 
5  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  time  nor  space 
Debars  this  precious  "hiding  place  :" 
On  Indian  plains,  or  Lapland  snows, 
Believers  find  the  same  repose. 


760 HYMN  456,  457. Select. 

6  Asleep  in  Jesus!   far  from  thee 

Thy  kindred  and  their  graves  may  be  ; 
But  then;  is  still  a  blessed  sleep, 

From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep. 

HYMN  456.     S.  M.     Olmutz.     [*] 

On  the  Death  of  an  aged  Minister. 

p       1    CJERVANT  of  God,  well  done! 
^  Rest  from  thy  loved  employ  ; 
s  The  battle  fought,  the  victory  won, 
Enter  thy  Master's  joy. 
2  The  voice  at  midnight  came, 
He  started  up  to  hear ; 
A  mortal  arrow  pierced  his  frame, 
He  fell, — but  felt  no  fear, 
p       3  The  pains  of  death  are  past, 
Labor  and  sorrow  cease  ; 
And,  life's  long  warfare  closed  at  last, 
His  soul  is  found  in  peace, 
s       4  Soldier  of  Christ,  well  done  ! 
Praise  be  thy  new  employ, 
And  while  eternal  ages  run, 

Rest  in  thy  Saviour's  joy.      Montgomery. 

HYMN  457.     C.  M.     Funeral  Hymn,     [b] 

Funeral. 

p  1  T>ENEATH  our  feet  and  o'er  our  head 
JO   Is  equal  warning  given  : 
Beneath  us  lie  the  countless  dead, 
Above  us  is  the  heaven ! 

2  Their  names  are  graven  on  the  stone, 
Their  bones  are  in  the  clay  : 

And  ere  another  day  is  gone, 
Ourselves  may  be  as  they. 

3  Death  rides  on  every  passing  breeze, 
And  lurks  in  every  flower  : 

Each  season  has  its  own  disease, 
Its  peril  every  hour ! 

4  Our  eyes  have  seen  the  rosy  light 
Of  youth's  soft  cheek  decay, 

And  fate  descend  in  sudden  night 
On  manhood's  middle  day. 

5  Our  eyes  have  seen  the  steps  of  age 
Halt  feebly  to  the  tomb ; 


Select. HYMN  458— 460. 761 

And  yet  shall  earth  our  hearts  engage, 

And  dreams  of  days  to  come  ? 
6  Turn,  mortal,  turn !  thy  danger  know : 

Where'er  thy  foot  can  tread, 
The  earth  rings  hollow  from  below, 

And  warns  thee  of  her  dead  ! 
—7  Turn,  Christian,  turn  !  thy  soul  apply 

To  truths  divinely  given  : 
The  forms  which  underneath  thee  lie, 

Shall  live,  for  hell  or  heaven !     Prattfs  Col. 

HYMN  458.     L.  M.     Monmouth,      [b  or  *] 

The  Day  of  Judgment. 

g  1   rilHE  day  of  wrath!  that  dreadful  day, 
J-    When    heaven    and   earth   shall   pass 

— What  power  shall  be  the  sinner's  stay?  [away! 
How  shall  he  meet  that  dreadful  day — 
2  When,  shrivelling  like  a  parched  scroll, 
The  flaming  heavens  together  roll ; 
And,  louder  yet,  and  yet  more  dread, 
Swells  the  high  trump  that  wakes  the  dead  ? 

a  3  Oh  !  on  that  day,  that  wrathful  day, 
When  man  to  judgment  wakes  from  clay, 
Be  thou,  O  Christ !  the  sinner's  stay, 

p  Though  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away. 

Scott 

HYMN  459.     S.  M.     Olmutz.     [*] 

Christ's  Second  Coming. 

o     1  XT"E  comes  !  the  Conqueror  comes ! 
Jlj_  Death  falls  beneath  his  sword  ; 
The  joyful  prisoners  burst  the  tombs, 
And  rise  to  meet  their  Lord, 
o     2  The  trumpet  sounds,  "  Awake  ! 
"  Ye  dead,  to  judgment  come  !" 
The  pillars  of  creation  shake, 

While  man  receives  his  doom. 
s     3  Thrice  happy  morn  for  those 
Who  love  the  ways  of  peace  : 
No  night  of  sorrow  e'er  shall  close, 
Or  shade  their  perfect  bliss. 

HYMN  460.     S.  M.     Watchman,     [b  or  *] 
e     1  npHOU  Judge  of  quick  and  dead, 
A    Before  whose  bar  severe, 


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762 HYMN  461,  462. Select. 

With  holy  joy,  or  guilty  dread, 
W  e  all  shall  soon  appear  ; 

2  Our  cautioned  souls  prepare 
For  that  tremendous  day  : 

And  fill  us  now  with  watchful  care, 
And  stir  us  up  to  praj . 

3  O  may  we  all  he  found 
Obedient  to  thy  word  ; 

Attentive  to  the  trumpet's  sound, 
And  looking  for  our  Lord  ! 

4  O  may  we  all  ensure 
A  lot  among  the  blest ; 

And  watch  a  moment  to  secure 

An  everlasting  rest.  Wesley^s  Col. 

HYMN  461.     8s.     Goshen.     [*] 

g  1    tX E  comes  !  he  comes  !  the  Judge  severe  ! 
-1-1  The  seventh  trumpet  speaks  him  near : 
His  lightnings  flash  ;  his  thunders  roll ; 
How  welcome  to  the  faithful  soul ! 

u  2  From  heaven  angelic  voices  sound ; 
See  the  Almighty  Jesus  crowned  ! 
Girt  with  omnipotence  and  grace  ; 
And  glory  decks  the  Saviour's  face. 

3  Descending  on  his  azure  throne, 
He  claims  the  kingdoms  for  his  own  . 
The  kingdoms  all  obey  his  word, 
And  hail  him  their  triumphant  Lord. 

s  4  Shout,  all  the  people  of  the  sky  ! 
And  all  the  saints  of  the  Most  High  : 
Our  Lord,  who  now  his  right  obtains, 
For  ever  and  for  ever  reigns.        JVesley's  Col. 

HYMN  462.     8,  7  &  4.  j   Tamiiorth.     [*] 
g  1  T    O  !  he  comes  !  wi    i  clouds  descending, 
-S—i   Once  for  favorcQ  sinners  slain; 
Thousand,  thousand  saints  attending, 
Swell  the  triumph  of  his  train  : 

Hallelujah  !  — 
Jesus  comes, — he  comes  to  reign. 
2  Every  eye  shall  now  behold  him, 

Robed  in  dreadful  majesty  : 
Those  who  set  at  nought  and  sold  him, 


Select. HYMN  463. 763 

Pierced  and  nailed  him  to  the  tree, 

Deeply  wailing — 
Shall  the  true  Messiah  see. 

3  Every  island,  sea,  and  mountain, 
Heaven  and  earth  shall  flee  away ; 

All  who  hate  him  must,  confounded, 
Hear  the  trump  proclaim  the  day ; 

Come  to  judgment! 
Come  to  judgment !  come  away  ! 

4  Yea,  Amen  !  let  all  adore  thee, 
High  on  thine  eternal  throne ! 

Saviour !  take  the  power  and  glory ; 
Claim  the  kingdom  for  thine  own ! 
s  Oh  come  quickly — 

Hallelujah  !  Come,  Lord,  come  !        Oliver. 

HYMN  463.     C.  M.     Lanesboro\     [b] 

Prospect  of  the  Resurrection  unto  Life. 

e  1   npHROUGH  sorrow's  night,  and  danger's 
JL    Amid  the  deepening  gloom,  [path, 

We,  soldiers  of  an  injured  King, 
Are  marching  to  the  tomb. 

2  There,  when  the  turmoil  is  no  more, 
And  all  our  powers  decay, 

p  Our  cold  remains  in  solitude 
Shall  sleep  the  years  away. 

3  Our  labors  done,  securely  laid 
In  this  our  last  retreat, 

Unheeded,  o'er  our  silent  dust, 
The  storms  of  life  shall  beat. 

— 4  Yet  not  thus  lifeless,  thus  inane, 
The  vital  spark  shall  lie ; 
For  o'er  life's  wreck  that  spark  shall  rise 
To  seek  its  kinrred  sky. 

5  These  ashes  tOv     'his  little  dust, 
Our  Father's  care  shall  keep, 

o  Till  the  last  angel  rise  and  break 
The  long  and  dreary  sleep. 

p  6  Then  love's  soft  dew  o'er  every  eye 
Shall  shed  its  mildest  rays, 
And  the  long  silent  dust  shall  burst 
u       With  shouts  of  endless  praise.   H.  K.  White. 


764 HYMN  464,  465. Select 

HYMN  464.     C.  M.     Archdale.     [*] 

Tin   Resurrection  of  the  Christian. 

s    1    TVTY  faith  shall  triumph  o'er  the  grave, 
-LtX  And  trample  on  the  tombs: 
My  Jesus,  my  Redeemer  lives, 
My  God,  my  Saviour  comes  ; 
Ere  long  I  know  he  shall  appear, 

In  power  and  glory  great ; 
And  death,  the  last  of  all  his  foes, 
Lie  vanquished  at  his  feet, 
e  2  Then  though  the  worms  my  flesh  devour, 
And  make  my  form  their  prey, 
I  know  I  shall  arise  with  power, 

On  the  last  judgment  day  : 
When  God  shall  stand  upon  the  earth, 

Him  there  mine  eyes  shall  see; 
My  flesh  shall  feel  a  second  birth, 
And  ever  with  him  be. 
p  3  Then  his  own  hand  shall  wipe  the  tears 
From  every  weeping  eye  ; 
And  pains,  and  groans,  and  griefs,  and  fears, 
Shall  cease  eternally. 
o  How  long,  dear  Saviour !  O,  how  long 

Shall  this  bright  hour  delay  ! 
s  O,  hasten  thy  appearance,  Lord, 

And  bring  the  welcome  day.  Watts 

HYMN  465.     C.  M.     St.  Ann's.     [*  or  b] 
e  1     FESUS,  to  thy  dear  wounds  we  flee, 

*3    We  seek  thy  bleeding  side  ; 
— Assured  that  all  who  trust  in  thee 

Shall  evermore  abide, 
u  2  Then  let  the  thundering  trumpet  sound, 

The  latest  lightning  glare  ; 
e  The  mountains  melt ;  the  solid  ground 
e       Dissolve  as  liquid  air  ; 
o  3  The  huge  celestial  bodies  roll, 

Amidst  that  general  fire, 
And  shrivel  as  a  parchment  scroll, 

And  all  in  smoke  expire ! 
— 4  Yet  still  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  reigns, 

When  nature  is  destroyed, 
And  no  created  thing  remains 

Throughout  the  flaming  void. 


Select.    HYMN  466. 765 

g  5  Sublime  upon  his  azure  throne, 
He  speaks, — the  Almighty  Word  : 
His  fiat  is  obeyed  !  'tis  done  ; 
And  paradise  restored. 

6  So  be  it !  let  this  system  end, 
This  ruined  earth  and  skies ; 

s  The  New  Jerusalem  descend, 
The  New  Creation  rise. 

7  Thy  i  ower  omnipotent  assume  ; 
Thy  brightest  majesty! 

And  when  thou  dost  in  glory  come, 

My  Lord,  remember  me. Wesley' ]s  Col 

HYMN  466.     7  &  6.     Amsterdam.     L*J 
5  1    CJTAND  th'  omnipotent  decree  ; 

£3  Jehovah's  will  be  done  ! 
Nature's  end  we  wait  to  see, 

And  hear  her  final  groan  : 
Let  this  earth  dissolve,  and  blend 

In  death  the  wicked  and  the  just : 
Let  those  ponderous  orbs  descend, 

And  grind  us  into  dust. 
— 2  Rests  secure  the  righteous  man, 

At  his  Redeemer's  beck, 
Sure  to  emerge,  and  rise  again, 
s       And  mount  above  the  wreck : 
Lo !  the  heavenly  spirit  towers, 

Like  flames  o'er  nature's  funeral  pyre ; 
Triumphs  in  immortal  powers, 

And  claps  his  winjs  of  fire  ! 
o  3  Nothing  hath  the  just  to  lose, 

By  worlds  on  worlds  destroyed ; 
Far  beneath  his  feet  he  views, 

With  smiles,  the  flaming  void ; 
Sees  this  universe  renewed  ;- 

The  grand  millennial  reign  begun, 
Shouts  with  all  the  sons  of  God, 

Around  th'  eternal  throne  ! 
4  Resting  in  this  glorious  hope, 

To  be  at  last  restored, 
Yield  we  now  our  bodies  up, 

To  earthquake,  plague,  or  sword : 
Listening  for  the  call  divine, 

The  last  trumpet  of  the  seven  : 
Soon  our  souls  and  dust  shall  join, 

And  both  fly  up  to  heaven.  C.  Wesley, 


766 HYMN  467—469.  Select. 

HYMN  467.     P.M.     Linker1*  Hymn.     [*] 

GREAT  God!   what  do  1  see  and  hear! 
The  end  of  thin  ted  ! 

The  Judge  of  man  I  see  appear. 

On  clouds  of  don   seated  ! 
Beneath  bl8  CrOSS  I   \  ie\\    the  day. 

When  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away. 
And  thus  prepare  to  meet  him.  Luther. 


HYMN  4G8.     7s.     Lincoln.     [*] 

1  SLT  AUK  !   that  shout  of  rapturous  joy, 
-l-.L  Bursting  forth  from  yonder  cloud! 

Jesus  comes  ! — and  through  the  sky, 
Angels  tell  their  joy  aloud. 

2  Hark !  the  trumpet's  awful  voice 
Sounds  abroad,  through  sea  and  land  : 
Let  his  people  now  rejoice ! 

Their  redemption  is  at  hand. 

3  See  !  the  Lord  appears  in  view  : 
Heaven  and  earth  before  him  fly ! 
Rise,  ye  saints,  he  comes  for  you — 
Rise  to  meet  him  in  the  sky. 

4  Go,  and  dwell  with  him  above, 
Where  no  foe  can  e'er  molest : 
Happy  in  the  Saviour's  love  ! 

Ever  blessing,  ever  blest.  Kelly, 

HYMN  469.     C.  M.     Marlow.     [*] 

Praise  to  God. 

1  "       IFT  up  to  God  the  voice  of  praise, 
-Li  Whose  breath  our  souls  inspired  : 

Loud  and  more  loud  the  anthems  raise, 
With  grateful  ardor  fired  ! 

2  Lift  up  to  God  the  voice  of  praise. 
Whose  goodness,  passing  thought, 

Loads  every  moment,  as  it  dies, 
With  benefits  unsought ! 

3  Lift  up  to  God  the  voice  of  praise, 
From  whom  salvation  flows, 

Who  sent  his  Son  our  souls  to  save 
From  everlasting  woes. 

4  Lift  up  to  God  the  voice  of  praise, 
For  hope's  transporting  ray, 

Which  lights  through  darkest  shades  of  death, 
To  realms  of  endless  d  Reetfs  Col. 


Select. HYMN  470—472. 767 


HYMN  470.     7s.     Sudbury.     [*] 

Glory  to  God  in  the  Highest. 

1  CJONGS  of  praise  the  angels  sang, 
^3  Heaven  with  hallelujahs  rang, 

When  Jehovah's  work  begun, 
When  he  spake  and  it  was  done. 

2  Songs  of  praise  awoke  the  morn, 
When  the  Prince  of  Peace  was  born  ; 
Songs  of  praise  arose,  when  he 
Captive  led  captivity. 

3  Heaven  and  earth  must  pass  away, 
Songs  of  praise  shall  crown  that  day  : 
God  will  make  new  heavens  and  earth, 
Songs  of  praise  shall  hail  their  birth. 

4  And  shall  man  alone  be  dumb, 
Till  that  glorious  morning  come  ? 
No  !  the  church  delights  to  raise 
Psalms,  and  hymns,  and  songs  of  praise. 

5  Saints  below,  with  heart  and  voice, 
Still  in  songs  of  praise  rejoice, 
Learning  here,  by  faith  and  love, 
Songs  of  praise  to  sing  above. 

6  Borne  upon  their  latest  breath, 
Songs  of  praise  shall  conquer  death  ; 
Then,  amidst  eternal  joy, 

Songs  of  praise  their  powers  employ. 

Pratt's  CoL 

HYMN  471.     8s.     Drummond.     [*] 

Our  God  for  ever  and  ever. 

1  f  fl  i  H I S  God  is  the  God  we  adore, 

J-    Our  faithful,  unchangeable  Friend; 
Whose  love  is  as  large  as  his  power, 
And  neither  knows  measure  nor  end. 

2  'Tis  Jesus,  the  First  and  the  Last, 
Whose  Spirit  shall  guide  us  safe  home ; 
We'll  praise  him  for  all  that  is  past, 
And  trust  him  for  all  that's  to  come. 

HYMN  472.     C.  M.     Amherst.     [*] 
1   f\  FOR  a  thousand  seraph  tongues 

V>F  To  bless  th'  incarnate  Word  ! 
O  for  a  thousand  thankful  songs 

In  honor  of  my  Lord  ! 


768 HYMN  473,  474. Select. 

2  Come,  tunc  afresh  \o;ir  golden  lyres, 

Ye  angelfl  round  the  throne  : 
Ye  saints,  in  all  your  sacred  choirs, 

Adore  tin;  eternal  Son. 

HYMN  473.     C.  M.    St.  Ann's.     [*] 

1  "VTES— I  will  bless  thee,  O  my  God ! 

A     Through  all  my  mortal  days, 
And  to  eternity  prolong 

Thy  vast,  thy  boundless  praise. 

2  Nor  shall  my  tongue  alone  proclaim 
The  honors  of  my  God  ! 

My  life,  with  all  its  active  powers, 
Shall  spread  thy  praise  abroad. 

3  Not  death  itself  shall  stop  my  song, 
Though  death  will  close  my  eyes  : 

My  thoughts  shall  then  to  nobler  heights 
And  sweeter  raptures  rise. 

4  There  shall  my  lips  in  endless  praise 
Their  grateful  tribute  pay : 

The  theme  demands  an  angel's  tongue, 

And  an  eternal  day.  Heginbotham. 

HYMN  474.       7s  &  6s.        Amsterdam.     [*] 

Universal  Praise. 

1  T) RAISE  the  Lord,  who  reigns  above, 
-t     And  keeps  his  courts  below  : 

Praise  him  for  his  boundless  love, 
And  all  his  greatness  show. 

2  Praise  him  for  his  noble  deeds, 
Praise  him  for  his  matchless  power : 

Him,  from  whom  all  good  proceeds, 
Let  earth  and  heaven  adore. 

3  Publish,  spread  to  all  around, 
The  great  Immanuel's  name  ; 

Let  the  gospel-trumpet  sound, 
Him,  Prince  of  Peace  proclaim. 

4  Praise  him,  every  tuneful  string : 
All  the  reach  of  heavenly  art, 

All  the  power  of  music  bring, 
The  music  of  the  heart. 

5  Him,  in  whom  they  move  and  live, 
Let  every  creature  sing  ; 

Glory  to  our  Saviour  give, 
And  homage  to  our  King. 


Select.      OCCASIONAL   PIKCES.  ?G9 

6  Hallowed  be  his  name  beneath, 

As  in  heaven  on  earth  adored  ; 
Praise  the  Lord  in  every  breath. 

Let  all  things  praise  the  Lord.  Prattfs  Col, 


OCCASIONAL    PIECES. 


1  ON  Judah's  plain,  the  minstrel  lyre 

Is  hushed,  for  mirth  has  winged  her  flight ; 

In  Zion's  courts  the  holy  fire 

Is  quenched,  and  sorrow  veils  the  night; — 

No  lamp  illumes  yon  vaulted  way, 

Save  one  pale  orb  that  burns  alone. 

2  'Tis  Bethlehem's  star ;  the  holy  gem 
That  hailed  the  Godhead  from  the  skies ; 
'Tis  Bethlehem's  star  !  the  diadem 
That  tells  the  conqueror  shall  rise  : 

He  rises — and  the  golden  choir 
Of  angel  minstrels  wakes  the  song. 

Gould? s  Church  Harmony, 

II. 

Select  Hymn,  p.  657. 

HARK !  what  mean  those  holy  voices,  &c. 

Ancient  Lyre, 

III. 

WITH  darkness  whelmed,  in  error  lost, 
On  sin's  tempestuous  ocean  tossed, 
While  hope  withdrew  her  cheering  ray, 
Despairing  nature  sunk  away  : — 
When  lo  !  to  raise  a  drooping  earth, 
Behold,  behold,  a  wondrous  birth  : 
To  calm  the  mind  and  dry  your  tears 
The  holy  babe  of  life  appears. 
The  voice  of  joy  let  nature  raise, 
And  pour  the  grateful  song  of  praise, — 
Hail  with  a  loud  acclaim  the  morn, 
The  Saviour  of  the  earth  is  born. 

GouldPs  Ch,  Harm, 

23* 


770 


OCCASIONAL   PIECES.      Select. 


IV. 

SHOUT  the  glad  tidings,  exultingly  sing, 
Jerusalem  triumphs.  .Messiah  is  king. 
Zion,  the  marvellous  story  be  telling, 
The  Son  of  the  Highest  how  lowly  his  birth; 
The  brightest  archangel  in  glory  excelling, 
He  stooj>s  to  redeem  thee,  he  reigns  upon  earth. 

Ancient  Lyre. 


1  DAUGHTER  of  Zion,  awake  frDin  thy  sadness  ! 
Awake !   for  thy  foes  shall  oppress  thee  no  more ; 
Bright  o'er  thy  hills  dawns  the  day  -star  of  gladness, 
Arise  !  for  the  night  of  thy  sorrow  is  o'er. 

2  Strong  were  thy  foes,  but  the  arm  that  subdued  them, 
And  scattered  their  legions,  was  mightier  far; 

They  fled  like  the  chaff  from  the  scourge  that  pursued 

them, 
Vain  were  their  steeds  and  their  chariots  of  war. 

3  Daughter  of  Zion,  the  power  that  hath  saved  thee, 
Extolled  with  the  harp  and  the  timbrel  should  be  : 
Shout !  for  the  foe  is  destroyed  that  enslaved  thee ; 
The  oppressor  is  vanquished,  and  Zion  is  free. 

Handel  and  Haydn  and  Anc.  Lyre. 


VI. 

Select  Hymn,  p.  729. 

HARK,  the  song  of  jubilee,  &c. 


Anc.  Lyre. 


VII. 

O  THOU,  whose  power  o'er  moving  worlds  presides, 
Whose  voice  created,  and  whose  wisdom  guides ; 
On  darkling  man  in  full  effulgence  shine, 
And  cheer  his  clouded  mind  with  light  divine. 
'Tis  thine  alone  to  calm  the  pious  breast, 
With  silent  confidence  and  holy  rest : 
From  thee,  Great  God.  we  spring,  to  thee  we  bend ; 
Path,  Motive,  Guide,  Original,  and  End. 

Gould's  Ch.  Harm. 


Select.      OCCASIONAL   PIECES.  771 

VIII. 

HAIL,  hail,  sweet  cherub,  charity, 
Hail,  hail,  sweet  cherub,  charity, 

Thou  first  of  virtues,  hail : 
'Tis  thou  canst  blend  in  misery's  cup, 
The  soft,  the  balmy  cordial,  hope, 

When  other  comforts  fail. 
Great  God  of  love  and  light  and  day, 
We  humbly  here  our  offerings  lay, 

Before  the  footstool  of  thy  throne  : 
All  that  we  have,  O  Lord,  is  thine, 
And  should  we  all  to  thee  resign, 

We  only  render  back  thine  own. 
To  soothe  and  mitigate  distress, 

O  make  us  ever  free ; 
And  may  our  hearts  in  lowliness, 

The  glory  give  to  thee.  Ibid. 

IX. 

1  TIME  is  winging  us  away 
To  our  eternal  home  ; 

Life  is  but  a  winter's  day, 
A  journey  to  the  tomb. 

2  Youth  and  vigor  soon  will  flee, 
Blooming  beauty  lose  its  charms ; 

All  that's  mortal  soon  shall  be 
Enclosed  in  death's  cold  arms. 

3  But  the  Christian  shall  enjoy 
Health  and  beauty  soon,  above, 

Far  beyond  the  world's  alloy, 
Secure  in  Jesus'  love. 

Arte.  Lyre. 
x. 

1  THE  hill  of  Zion  yields 

A  thousand  sacred  sweets, 
Before  we  reach  the  heavenly  fields, 
Or  walk  the  golden  streets. 

2  Then  let  our  songs  abound, 
And  every  tear  be  dry  ; 

We're  marching  through  Emmanuel's  ground, 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high.  Anc.  Lyre. 


772  OCCASIONAL    PIECES.      Select. 


XI. 

THE  Lord  is  in  bis  holy  temple  ;  let  the  earth 
keep  silence  before  him. 

Handel  and  Ilaj/dn  CoL 

XII. 

SALVATION  belongeth  unto  the  Lord,  and 
thy  blessing  is  among  thy  people.  Ibid. 


XIII. 

I  WAS  glad  when  they  said  unto  me,  We  will 

go  into  the  house  of  the  Lord.     Peace  be  within 

thy  walls,  and  plenteousness  within  thy  palaces. 

Amen.  J  bid. 

XIV. 

PRAISE  ye  the  Lord,  glorify  him  for  ever. 
Sons  of  Zion,  come  before  him  ;  bring  the  cymbal, 
bring  the  harp.  High  in  glory,  lo !  he's  seated ;  see 
the  King,  he  sits  in  state.  Sons  of  Zion,  come  be- 
fore him  ;  sound  the  lute  and  strike  the  harp.  Ibid. 

XV. 

HOLY,  Holy,  Holy,  Lord  God  of  Sabaoth ; 
heaven  and  earth  are  full  of  the  majesty  of  thy 
glory.  Glory  be  to  thee,  O  Lord  Most  High.  Ibid. 

XVI. 

ONE  thing  have  I  desired  of  the  Lord,  which  I 
will  require ;  that  I  may  dwell  in  the  house  of 
the  Lord  all  the  days  of  my  life,  to  behold  the  fair 
beauty  of  the  Lord,  and  to  visit  his  temple.  Ibid. 

XVII. 

O  SING  unto  the  Lord  a  new  song ;  let  the 
congregation  of  the  saints  praise  him.  Ibid. 

XVIII. 

O  GIVE  thanks  unto  the  Lord,  for  his  mercy 
end ure th  for  ever.  Ibid. 


Select.     OCCASIONAL   PIECES.  773 

XIX. 

LORD  of  all  power  and  might,  thou  art  the  giv- 
er of  all  good  things.  Graft  in  our  hearts  the  love 
of  thy  name.  Increase  in  us  true  religion.  Lord 
of  all  power  and  might,  nourish  us  in  all  goodness, 
and  of  thy  great  mercy  keep  us  in  the  same, 
through  Jesus  Christ  our  Lord.  Amen.        Ibid, 

XX. 

GREAT  is  the  Lord,  and  greatly  to  be  praised, 
in  the  city  of  our  God,  in  the  mountain  of  his 
holiness.  Ibid. 

XXI. 

O  GIVE  thanks  unto  the  Lord,  call  upon  his 
name,  make  known  his  deeds  among  the  people — 
Glory  ye  in  his  holy  name.  O  give  thanks  unto 
the  Lord,  for  his  mercy  endure  th.  Ch.  Har. 

xxn. 

OUR  help  is  in  the  name  of  the  Lord,  who 
made  heaven  and  earth.  Blessed  be  the  name  of 
the  Lord  from  this  time  forth,  for  evermore  ;  and 
let  all  the  people  say,  Amen.  Ibid. 

xxin. 

BEHOLD,  God  is  my  salvation  ;  I  will  trust  in 
him  :  for  the  Lord  Jehovah  is  my  strength  and  my 
song ;  he  also  is  my  salvation.  Praise  the  Lord  and 
call  upon  his  name  :  for  the  Lord  Jehovah  is  my 
strength  and  my  song  ;  he  also  is  my  salvation. 
Praise  the  Lord,  and  call  upon  his  name  ;  sing  un- 
to the  Lord  ;  for  he  hath  done  excellent  things : 
this  is  known  in  all  the  earth.  Cry  out  and  shout, 
thou  inhabitant  of  Zion ;  for  great  is  the  Holy  One 
of  Isniel  in  the  midst  of  thee.  Behold,  God  is  my 
salvation  ;  I  will  trust  in  him  :  for  the  Lord  Jeho- 
vah is  my  strength  and  song ;  he  also  is  my 
salvation.  Ibid. 

XXIV. 

THE  Lord  is  King,  and  hath  put  on  glorious 
apparel.  The  Lord  hath  put  on  glorious  apparel, 
and  girded  himself  with  strength.    He  hath  made 


774  OCCASIONAL   PIECES.      Si  I,,  i 

the  round  world  so  sure  that  it  cannot  be  moved. 
Thy  testimonies.  ()    Lord,  are   sure,  very   sure: 
holiness  becometfa  thine  house  for  ever  and  i 
Amen.  J/JH/. 

XXV. 

WITH  angels  and  archangels,  and  with  all  the 

company  of  heaven,  we  laud  and  magnify  thy 
glorious  name,  evermore  praising  thee,  and  say- 
ing, Holy,  Holy,  Holy,  Lord  God  of  hosts  ;  heav- 
en and  earth  are  full  of  thy  glory.  Glory  be  to  thee, 
O  Lord,  Most  High.  Amen.  "  Ibid. 

XXVI. 

WE  praise  thee,  O  God,  we  acknowledge  thee 
to  be  the  Lord.  All  the  earth  doth  worship  thee, 
the  Father  everlasting.  To  thee  all  angels  cry 
aloud,  the  heavens  and  all  the  powers  therein.  To 
thee  cherubim  and  seraphim  continually  do  cry, 
Holy,  Holy,  Holy,  Lord  God  of  Sabaoth  ;  heaven 
and  earth  are  full  of  thy  great  glory. 

Handel  and  Haydn  Col. 

xxvn. 

THE  Lord  will  comfort  Zion  ;  he  will  comfort 
her  waste  places,  and  make  her  like  Eden,  the 
garden  of  the  Lord.  Joy  and  gladness  shall  be 
found  therein,  thanksgiving  and  the  voice  of 
melody.  Ibid. 

XXVIII. 

HOW  beautiful  upon  the  mountains  are  the 
feet  of  him  that  bringeth  good  tidings,  that  pub- 
lisheth  peace  ;  that  bringeth  good  tidings  of  good, 
that  publisheth  salvation  :  that  saith  unto  Zion, 
Thy  God  reigneth  !  Thy  watchmen  shall  lift  up 
the  voice  ;  with  the  voice  together  shall  they  sing: 
for  they  shall  see  eye  to  eye,  when  the  Lord  shall 
bring  asain  Zion.  Break  forth  into  joy,  sing  to- 
gether, ye  waste  places  of  Jerusalem  ;  for  the 
Lord  hath  comforted  his  people,  he  hath  redeem- 
ed Jerusalem.  The  Lord  hath  made  bare  his  holy 
arm.  in  the  eyes  of  all  nations.  And  all  the  ends 
of  the  earth  shall  see  the  salvation  of  our  Lord. 

Choir 


Select.  ASCRIPTIONS. 775 

XXIX. 

I  HEARD  a  voice  from  heaven  saying  unto 
me,  Write,  Blessed  are  the  dead  which  die  in  the 
Lord  from  henceforth.  Yea,  saith  the  Spirit, 
that  they  may  rest  from  their  labors,  and  their 
works  do  follow  them.  Ch.  Harm. 

XXX. 

THE  srace  of  our  Lord  Jesus  Christ,  the  love 
of  God,  and  the  fellowship  of  the  Holy  Ghost,  be 
with  us  all  for  evermore.  Handel  and  Haydn  Col. 


ASCRIPTIONS. 

7s. 

GLORY  to  the  Father's  name ; 
Jesus'  excellence  proclaim ; 
Sing  the  blessed  Spirit's  praise ; 
Angels,  swell  the  notes  we  raise ! 

7s. 
SING  we  to  our  God  above, 
Praise  eternal  as  his  love  ; 
Praise  him  all  ye  heavenly  host, 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost 

7s. 

FATHER,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  Onj, 
As  by  the  celestial  host, 
Let  thy  will  on  earth  be  done : 
Praise  by  all  to  thee  be  given, 
Glorious  Lord  of  earth  and  heaven. 

8,  7,  &  4. 

GLORY  be  to  God  the  Father, 

Glory  to  th'  eternal  Son  ; 
Sound  aloud  the  Spirit's  praises  ; 

Join  the  elders  round  the  throne ; 
Hallelujah, 

Hail  the  glorious  Three  in  One. 


776 ASCRIPTIONS.  Select. 

C.  P.  M. 

TO  Father,  Son,  and   Holy  Ghost, 
Be  praise  amid  the  heavenly  host, 

And  in  the  church  below; 
From  whom  all  creatures  draw  their  breath, 
By  whom  redemption  blessed  the  earth, 

From  whom  all  comforts  flow. 

8  &  7. 
GLORY,  honour,  praise  and  power 

To  the  Lamb  be  ever  paid  : 
Let  new  blessings  every  hour 

Rest  on  his  adored  head. 

5  &  6. 

BY  angels  in  heaven 

Of  every  degree, 
And  saints  upon  earth, 

All  praise  be  addressed 
To  God  in  Three  Persons, 

One  God  ever  blessed  : 
As  it  has  been,  now  is, 

And  always  shall  be. 

L.  M. 

PRAISE  God  from  whom  all  blessings  flow, 
Praise  him  all  creatures  here  below ; 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host, 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

8  &7. 

MAY  the  grace  of  Christ  our  Saviour, 

And  the  Father's  boundless  love, 
With  the  Holy  Spirit's  favour, 

Rest  upon  us  from  above  ! 
Thus  may  we  abide  in  union 

With  each  other  in  the  Lord ; 
And  possess,  in  sweet  communion, 

Jovs  which  earth  cannot  afford. 


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SELECT   HYMNS. 


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extracts. 


From  the  Boston  Recorder, 

The  lovers  of  Christian  Psal- 
mody will  be  gratified  to  find  that 
Dr.  WORCESTER'S  edition  of 
Dr.  WATTS  ENTIRE,  with  an 
improved  and  copious  Index  suffi- 
ciently extensive  and  particular  to 
find  any  Psalm  or  Hymn  by  the 
first  line,  or  subject,  is  published. 
This  book  contains  between  four 
and  five  hundred  Select  Hymns 
of  various  metres,  which  are  not 
in  the  common  hymn  book  of 
Watts,  which  will  give  a  pleasing: 
variety  as  to  music  and  matter. 

There  is  that  in  Dr.  Worcester's 
edition  of  Dr.  Watts  entire,  which 
gives  it  its  grand  peculiarity  ;  it  is 
this: — The  Key  of  Expression. 
This  is  an  ingenious  and  excellent 
device.  With  the  help  of  this 
key,  the  whole  choir  of  singers,  at 
a  single  glance,  can  clearly  dis- 
cover the  sentiment  to  be  express- 
ed, and  how  to  express  it. 

This  key  indicates  the  manner 
of  performance  after  the  example 
of  musical  characters  in  music 
books,  which  are  considered,  as 
they  indeed    are,   indispensable   to 


the  accurate  performance  ot  mu- 
sic. The  design  of  those  charac- 
ters is  to  shew,  at  a  glance,  how 
to  adapt  the  performance  to  the 
spirit  of  the  song.  All  accurate 
performers  of  everjr  description  of 
music  are  especially  attentive  to 
musical  characters.  Without  the 
use  of  these  the  performance  of 
the  best  musicians  would  be  dull 
and  monotonous.  Of  this  every  mu- 
sician of  taste  is  perfectly  aware. 
If  any  should  question  the  cor- 
rectness of  these  remarks,  let  them 
perforin  Denmark,  Easter,  Cam- 
bridge, and  other  set  pieces,  and 
anthems,  without  regard  to  musi- 
cal characters.,  which  denote  va- 
riation according  to  the  demand 
of  the  words  that  are  sung,  and 
they  will  at  once  see  thCuse  and 
value  of  them. 

I  have  made  these  few  remarks, 
which  may  possibly  seem  a  lit- 
tle extraneous  from  my  subject, 
though  I  think  not  impertinent,  to 
illustrate  the  use  and  value  of  the 
key  of  expression,  above  named; 
for  it  serves  the  same  purpose  in 
performing  all  the  Psalms  and 
Hymns   in   the   book   here    recom 


Worcester's   Watts'  Psalms  and  Hymns. 


mended.  The  characters,  whicl 
signify  quick,  slow,  loud,  soil,  very 
quick,  very  slow,   very  loud,  very 


much  to  the  general  solemnity 
and  interest,  as  it  is  more  conge- 
nial with  the  spirit  and  design  of 


■oft,  iiuiek  and  loud,  quick  and  worship  :— more  congenial,  as  it 
soil,  blow  and  loud,  slow  and  soft,  directs  to  the  sentiment  of  what  is 
and  variously  distinctive  ;  these  sung,  and  adapts  the  performance 
characters,  which  arc  very  simple  to  such  sentiment.  This  is  the 
and  very  easy  to  remember,  are  fined  specimen  of  oratory,  and 
respectively  set  before  every  verse  commends  itself  to  all  men.    It  is 

or  line,  which  requires  variation  nature  ;  to  copy  which  is  the  per- 
froin  the  common  movement.  And  feet  ion  of  art. 
the  common  movement  is  restored,  Although  the  hooks  in  commoD 
by  a  simple  dash.  Anditisthoughtjuse  will  answer  for  all  except 
bj  -mod  judges,  who  have  exam-  singers,  who  must  have  the  key  ot 
ined  and  practised  on  the  plan,  expression,  yet  it  is  respectfully 
that  they  are  judiciously  set.  (recommended  to  everyone,  who 

With  the  help  of  these  few  sim-lwishes  to  purchase  a  new  book,  to 
pie  characters,  the  whole  hand  ofiobtain  this  edition.  You  then  pos- 
musicians  can  simultaneously  ex- i.sess  WATTS  ENTIRE,  THE 
press,  without  any  interruption.' WHOLE  YOU  HAVE  IN 
the  sentiment  of  the  Psalm  or  YOUR  OLD  BOOKS,  and  the 
Hymn  as  accurately  as  in  setichoice  Select  Hymns  in  addition, 
pieces  and  anthems  with  the  help'together  with  more  copious  tables 
of  the  common  musical  charactersot  index,  and  contents,  and  pas- 
set  over  them.  isages    of   scripture    from    which 

The  key  of  expression  now  un-jhymns  are  taJien,  as  well  as  the 
der  consideration  is  of  such  high  kev  of  expression, 
estimation  with  those,  who  have  It  is  seriously  believed,  yea,  con- 
practised  on  the  plan  of  this  book'fidently  asserted,  that  ministers, 
that  it  is  peculiarly  desirable  thatlchurches,  congregations,  and  sing- 
it  should  have  still  more  extensive  ers  can  contribute  greatly  to  the 
circulation,  and  more  general  use  :iimprovement  of  musical  taste  and 
for,  wherever  it  has  obtained,  it  refinement  in  the  performance  of 
has  met  with  decided  approbation, .Church  music,  as  well  a?  to  their 
and  been  considered  indispensa-  own  improvement  and  pleasure, 
ble  to  the  performance  of  Church  by  adopting,  and  encouraging  the 
music  with  accuracy  and  taste, juniversal  adoption  of  this  book, 
and  to  render  that  important  part  which  merits,  and  I  trust  will 
of  public  worship  most  profitable  'have,  more  able  advocates.  As  it 
and  pleasant.  And  the  great  rea-jneeds  only  to  be  known  to  be  ap- 
son  why  it  has  not  gone  into  ge-'proved  and  adopted,  it  is  earnestly 
neral  use,  is  because  it  has  not  requested  by  one.  who  has  no  pe- 
cuniary interest  in  the  thing,  and 
by  many  equally  disinterested,  that 


been  generally  known.  Accord 
ingly,  the  design  of  the  disinter 
ested  writer  of  this  article  is  to 
promote  the  circulation  of  the  book 
by  recommending  it  to  all  church- 
es, congregations,  and  choirs  of 
singers  in  tne  christian  communi- 
tv.  The  writer  is  not  only  ac- 
quainted with  the  theory, but  with 
the  practice  of  this  improved  sys- 
tem, and  can  testify  that  it  creates 
an  interest  in  the  sacred  art  of 
psalmody,  which  is  truly  laudable 
and  animating,  and  which  he  ne- 
ver witnessed  till  its  introduction. 
Many  congregations  have  been 
delighted,  and  singers  too,  with 
the  improvement  induced  by  this 
book.  It.  imparts  life  and  ahima- 
lion  to  this  delightful  part  of  pub 
lie  worship,  which  the  dull  and 
monotonous  performance  hitherto 
witnessed,  could  never  impart.  It 
cheers  and  invigorates  both  per- 
...   oP^    no;1rr>rs.    and    adds 


singers  especially,  who  have  not 
acquainted  themselves  with  the 
system,  would,  without  too  long 
delay,  avail  themselves  of  the 
pleasure  it  is  sure  to  afford. 


From  a  Clergyman,  in  ichosc  con- 
gregation this  icork  icas  intra 
ducrd  soon  after  it  teas  first 
published. 

It  has  been  a  matter  of  surprise 
to  the  writer  of  this  article,  as- 
well  as  to  others,  that  Dr.  Wor- 
cester's edition  of  DR.  WA  I 
PSALMS  AND  HYMNS 
TIRE,  has  not  more  generally 
obtained  in  our  religious  assem- 
blies. But  he  is  led  to  believe  it 
is  because  the  superior  value  of 
this  edition  is  not  generally  known. 
Dr.  Worcester  has  given  a;i 
edition  of  Dr.  Watts  entire — of 


Valuable  Books  for  Sale  by  Crocker  fy  Brewster.  3 

Watts  entire,  and  has  subjoined! their  performance.  In  one  half 
between  four  and  five  hundred  hour  the  few  characters  that  com- 
beautiful  hymns  selected  from  va-  pose  this  key  may  be  learned,  and 
rious  authors,  and  of  various  me-  a  little  practice  will  make  it  iami- 
tres,  to  accommodate  people  and  liar.  Where  the  key  has  been 
singers  of  taste.  But  what  ren-J  practised,  and  it  has  been  in  many 
ders  this  book  far  superior  to  any | assemblies,  music  has  obtained  an 


other  edition  of  Watts,  is  the  Key 
of  Musical  Expression,  which 
carries  the  book  almost  beyond  all 
praise.  It  is  just  what  singers  of 
psalmody  have  always  wanted ; 
and  what  those,  who  have  been 
acquainted  with  its  excellence, 
would  not  easily  be  persuaded  to 
give  up.  We  have  very  much 
needed  something  to   prevent   a 


unusual  interest,  become  more  re- 
spectable and  delightful ;  for  the 
singers,  by  this  rule,  express  the 
sentiment  of  the  song.  And  this 
is  indispensable.  It  is  of  inestima- 
ble value  in  the  view  of  those,  who 
practise  upon  it.  And  none  but 
singers  are  under  the  necessity  of 
having  the  edition  containing  the 
key  of  expression.    It  is  greatly  to 


dull  monotonous  singing  of  hymns. jbe  desired  that  singers  would  ac- 
This  musical  key  is  as  valuable  (quaint  themselves  with  this  key 


and  important  as  characters  placed 
over  Anthems  and  set  pieces  of 
music,  to  denote  the  manner  of 


for  it  needs  only  to  be  known  to 
be  admired. 


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